Midnight On My Hoodie

Late bus ride

Headphones loud in the back

Phone on one percent

Whole week sitting on my lap

Mom text twice

I’m “seen” but I don’t respond

Rent due, fridge light

Only thing that’s staying on

Homie said “pull up”

Same corner, same store

Same cops slow-rolling

Like they never been bored

Pocket full of maybes

Heart full of “not yet”

Future on layaway

Hope on credit and debt

I got my midnight on my hoodie

Trouble in my jeans

Praying for a blessing

In-between these broken dreams

I keep my past in my laces

Drag it through the street

If the world don’t ever love me

I still land on my feet (on my feet)

Scroll my life

Every story on mute

Everybody flaunt gold

I just tie my one suit

Lil sis doing homework

Knees on the floor

Say she wanna be a doctor

I just wanna be more

Bills on the counter

Stack taller than me

Every envelope scream

Like it’s tryna emcee

But I rap to the ceiling

Let it drip, let it vent

If pain payed cash

Then I’d already be rich from the rent

I got my midnight on my hoodie

Trouble in my jeans

Praying for a blessing

In-between these broken dreams

I keep my past in my laces

Drag it through the street

If the world don’t ever love me

I still land on my feet (yeah, on my feet)