I wish I could
Bring back the loved ones we lost
I wish I could
Bring back my family
My people, my brother
I wish I could
Two words I'm sick and tired hearing now a days is my condolences
Brothers getting fatally slain he's laying motionless
Baby's getting sprayed, from the cradle to the grave
Just read the Willie Lynch letter bout the making of a slave
We're all indoctrinated one way or another, it's self murder
Death by design it's hard to get further
I wish we all were living prosperous
Devils be watching us
Streets swallow the fatherless in this Toronto apocalypse
We lost a whole generation over politics
Watching stars die out like astrologists
Make a change right now we ain't gotta wish
These youngins need help ain't it obvious
Using guns for fun or guns for funds
Your sons become
A slave to the drum hear them roar
Pa Rum Pum Pum
Your futures bright, can't hold my tongue
It's way more than the streets u gotta overcome
I wish I could
Bring back the loved ones we lost

I wish I could
Bring back my family
My people, my brothers
I wish I could
Wishin I could polly with the fallen soldiers
Go and get the man responsible and call it closure
Marijuana smoker, missin all my locsters
Steady throwin up the gang cuz it brought us closer
Lot of kids dying for the wrong reasons
Winter or Summer, they killing in the wrong season
Trying to focus but they holdin me back
I lowered the strap, cus rap got me known on the map
There used to be codes on these roads, now nothings the same
We need change in a city full of struggle and pain
Teens are getting stuck in the flames
Mothers are praying, while their tears create puddles like rain
God bless Toronto, especially the projects
Every block, community, every complex
My whole cities a hot mess
We gotta fix this or when we die our kids will get shot next
I wish I could
Bring back the loved ones we lost

Wish I could
Bring back my family
My people, My brothers
I wish I could
I'm from a city where the young die
And OG's they aint speaking up for gun crime
The old me probably tell a yungin trap lines
Everybody getting wet but not baptised
Cold cell got a young boy traumatized
Throws shells like taco bell for dollar signs
They puttin work for clout want get recognized
My city's trapped in hell it got demonized
Ahhhhhhh
How yuh fi gangsta
And ah move like a goofy
Like bare shot nah guh beat if you shoot we
And gunshot nuh respect nuh body
When done can't talk say yuh sorry
Nooooooo
You better listen good
When the OG's is talkin tryin to fix the hood
30 plus years round my ends
We still screaming STOP THE VIOLENCE...
I wish I could
Bring back the loved ones we lost

Wish I could
Bring back, my people, my brothers
My family
And I pray to god and whoever will listen
I wish I could
I wish I could