[Verse 1] How you forgive what they fear? They said it killed, you drew near Mama just stared at the floor You lit a candle at the door Talking to “it” like a friend I watched you bend Praying for a name they cursed Calling it hurt, you called it hurt worse I laughed first time that you cried “How you feel sorry for that side?” Words tasted wrong in my teeth You just said, “wait, let it breathe” I rolled my eyes, played it cold You held that grief like gold If that’s your road, if that’s your hill Guess I’m lacing my boots for the climb, still [Chorus] How can you feel sorry for something that killed? I used to say that, now I’m standing here, still If that’s what my sister believed, then I will Carry that weight, carry that will (yeah) I don’t understand it, but I won’t let it spill Guard what you guarded, even when it chills If that’s what my sister believed, then I will Carry that weight, carry that will [Verse 2] They called you “soft,” called you wrong You called it broken, not strong You said, “everything bites when it’s scared” I said, “tell that to the ones not spared” You stared holes through my doubt “Is anger all you’re about?” I had no answer, just rage You wrote mercy on the page Now your room’s boxed in the hall Photos leaning on the wall Church talk heavy in the air They curse its name in every prayer But I hear your voice in the back “Don’t paint it only in black” I ain’t excusing what it did I’m just holding the heart of a kid [Chorus] How can you feel sorry for something that killed? I used to say that, now I’m standing here, still If that’s what my sister believed, then I will Carry that weight, carry that will (oh) I don’t understand it, but I won’t let it spill Guard what you guarded, even when it chills If that’s what my sister believed, then I will Carry that weight, carry that will [Bridge] Maybe it’s monster Maybe it’s ill Maybe the world just loves a clean kill You saw a crack Where I saw a blade You saw a child Inside all that rage [Chorus] How can you feel sorry for something that killed? I used to say that, now I’m standing here, still If that’s what my sister believed, then I will Carry that weight, carry that will (yeah, yeah) I don’t understand it, but I won’t let it spill Guard what you guarded, even when it chills If that’s what my sister believed, then I will Carry that weight, carry that will

rap, Moody trap beat, sparse piano plucks, and deep 808s; female vocals half-whispered in the verses, sharpened flow on the rhymes. Hook opens up with layered harmonies and a swelling pad, then drops back into a tight pocket. Ad-libs tucked wide in the stereo field, kick and bass glued for a head-nod groove, leaving space for an intimate, confessional lead.

Sister’s Burden