Uh, suddenly I'm in the whip With the gat, full clip Out the blue, like a crip Doin' 90 on the backroad Outta nowhere my girl hit me on the bat phone I could hear it in her voice, know she just wasn't alone Then a voice I didn't recognize Said, "If you

Darker times They’re telling boulder heavy lies Looks like all we’ve got is each other The truth is obsolete Remember when all I had was my mother She didn’t compromise She could recognize Our daughters and our sons Are just candles in the sun