Verse 1: (The Calm Before the Storm)

Verse 1: (The Calm Before the Storm) Why you askin' questions? Am I bein' detained? Or is this just another game where the poor get blamed? You see a face like mine and assume I’m a threat, But I’ve been judged by the badge before we even met. Ain’t no weapons here, just survival scars, You wanna read my past like it’s behind bars. But I got rights — and I know ‘em well, So unless I’m under arrest, I ain’t got nothin’ to tell. Verse 2: (Calling Out the System) You got body cams on, but they glitch when it’s real, Like truth don’t matter if it don’t fit the deal. You ask where I’m headed? I ask where you’ve been — While folks freeze on the curb, y’all patrol with a grin. Every question you ask got a shadow behind it, A trap in the tone, like justice can’t find it. But I speak for the tents, for the names you forget, And I won’t play dumb — I ain’t done yet. Verse 3: (The Soul’s Response)  I ain’t your suspect, I’m a symptom of pain, Of a city that profits from cold and rain. You wanna know who I am? I’m what you ignore — I’m the voice of the hungry that knocks on your door. I don’t owe you my story, don’t owe you a smile, Been surviving your silence for a long-ass while. So if this ain’t an arrest, then I’m free to go — And if you press me again, I’ll just answer: “No.”