“Wake ‘Em Up”

Bodies dropping silent like the snow in the streetlight glow,

One pill, wrong deal, now another soul we’ll never know.

They said it’d numb the pain, but it just erased the name,

A quiet killer in the veins, now nothing feels the same.

Brothers, sisters gone from just a single grain too much,

Fentanyl don’t knock — it takes lives without a touch.

It’s laced in lies, it hides where you’d never even check,

No second chance, one breath and you’re laid flat on your back.

So wake ‘em up — tell the block, scream it loud,

We ain’t losing one more to the poison in this crowd.

Hope’s not dead, it’s just buried under fear,

Time to rise up, make the message crystal clear.

This ain’t about shame, nah — it’s about love and truth,

About kids with dreams, cut short before they grew.

Every soul we lose is a universe undone,

It ain’t just stats — it’s somebody’s daughter, somebody’s son.

Pushers mask death in the shape of a Xanax bar,

Selling sleep that never ends, beneath a burning star.

You chasing peace, but it’s poison dressed in disguise,

And now your momma’s screaming tears into empty skies.

So wake ‘em up — tell the block, scream it loud,

We ain’t losing one more to the poison in this crowd.

Hope’s not dead, it’s just buried under fear,

Time to rise up, make the message crystal clear.

This is for the friend you couldn’t save —

The cousin that called but you came too late.

For the fighter who thought one hit would heal,

But never woke to say how they feel.

We need safe space, real talk, no blame — just care,

Test strips, Narcan — tools we should all share.

Lift the silence, end the shame — let truth be free,

’Cause what you hide can hurt more than what you see.

Recovery ain’t weakness — that’s power in disguise,

There’s light beyond the tunnel, you just gotta open your eyes.

So if you’re breathing, you’re not broken — you’re alive for a reason,

Let your heartbeat speak hope through every season.

So wake ‘em up — tell the block, scream it loud,

We ain’t losing one more to the poison in this crowd.

Hope’s not gone, just hidden in the pain,

Stand tall, stay strong — break every chain.

Fentanyl’s stealing voices — let’s speak for the silent.

It’s not just about survival — it’s about revival.

We fight for the living, we honor the lost.

Truth is the weapon, no matter the cost.