Death a hard thing to digest
I can't understand it
Seeing tears roll off the faces of my distant family
Another uncle just died
Yeah, that's the second this year
My mama's screams fill the house
My arms drenched in her tears
Not my brother, not my brother
Her heart in my stomach
Thinking back on all the times we hit your house for the summer
July 4th, got it cracking
Crawfish and cracklins
Smoked chicken and cards while we play ball in the yard
Yes, Lord
Seven beautiful daughters
Left to navigate the world without their wonderful father
What's my motto? La vida
And love your people while they here because death don't mean nada
Know he waiting by my door
I hit the floor if I gotta
Hit my knees and then proceed to pray to my grandfather
Oliver, please send me seeds for me to conquer and prosper
Play this shit real loud if you got love for the gospel
Caleb Oliver Brown
And I'm a man, not a rapper
White doves
(White doves)
Good night, love
(Good night, love)
Living in this world is like a fight club
(Fight club)
I don't wanna see no more white gloves
(White gloves)
White gloves
(White gloves)
White gloves
White doves
(White doves)
Good night, love
(Good night, love)
Living in this world is like a fight club
(Fight club)
I don't wanna see no more white gloves
(White gloves)
White gloves
(White gloves)
White gloves
Death a hard thing to digest
I can't understand it
But when it's my turn to blow out the candle
Just do it big
I was never one to sit around complaining 'bout life
Feeling sorry for myself
Come on
You knew me, right?
Pop a bottle so big that all the hunnies follow ya
You write my name with the stars in the sky
Brown The Astrologer
And since a teen I been on edge tryna monitor
How many times I wore these white gloves this summer
Hugging mamas, sisters, brothers, and distant cousins
Politicking at the repast, smiles on every woman
Seen the mother of the victim today
She holding up
You can tell she had been crying
Her eyes was puffing up
Prematurely buried babies, that's really some tough stuff
Out 'chea living just to die
The reality fucked up
Zip ties on my faith, tryna shake the shackles and cuffs
But until the next life, roll another one up
White doves
(White doves)
Good night, love
(Good night, love)
Living in this world is like a fight club
(Fight club)
I don't wanna see no more white gloves
(White gloves)
White gloves
(White gloves)
White gloves
White doves
(White doves)
Good night, love
(Good night, love)
Living in this world is like a fight club
(Fight club)
I don't wanna see no more white gloves
(White gloves)
White gloves
(White gloves)
White gloves