Lyrics
4 AM key in the deadbolt, the sound was a covenant sealed.
The scent of bleach on your scrubs from Mercy General, a battlefield.
You were the load-bearing column when the joists started to give,
the re-poured concrete for the future you swore we would live.
I’d watch you from Antoine’s window, countin' the Fords in the lot,
mapping the stress fractures showin' the peace that we bought.
You’d trace the plans on a napkin, a house with a yard and a view,
and I knew the ink bleedin' through was the life bleedin' out of you, Mama.
[Chorus]
This ain't for the critics, this ain't for the charts.
This that fierce joy comin' for the broken parts.
Every bar I spit, every brand new start,
is another brick laid for my Mama.
[Verse 2]
I bought the two-story on a cul-de-sac street with a clean deed,
over-watered the lawn just to watch somethin' green from a good seed.
Paid off the note on the Camry, I retired the interest and debt,
but it’s a drop in the ocean of back-breaking, day-breakin' sweat.
Is this payment or proof? Is this buildin' or just a facade?
Replacin' the planks on a ship that was owned by a god?
Every nail that I hammer just echoes the sound of your knees,
I'm livin' the life that was earned through a thousand degrees of unease, Mama.
[Chorus]
This ain't for the critics, this ain't for the charts.
This that fierce joy comin' for the broken parts.
Every bar I spit, every brand new start,
is another brick laid for my Mama.
[Bridge]
'Antoine, you seein' this?' is a thing that I say to the drywall.
He'd say, 'I see the receipts from the architect, you standin' up so tall.'
But the blueprint he’d point to, the one with the signature true,
ain't the one from the county, it's the one I inherited from my Mama.
[Chorus]
This ain't for the critics, this ain't for the charts.
This that fierce joy comin' for the broken parts.
Every bar I spit, every brand new start,
is another brick laid for my Mama.
(Music cuts abruptly. Three seconds of complete silence.)
[Outro]
(Strings slowly fade back in, haunting and sparse)
They ask who I built it for… Mama.
About 2Park
Jamal Doucette, known as 2Park, still sleeps in his older brother's childhood bedroom in Oak Park, Sacramento. When he was 16, his brother Antoine was killed in a hit-and-run, leaving behind a silence that Jamal now fills with a passionate, G-funk-infused baritone. Using the same Fender Rhodes piano Antoine taught him to play, 2Park's music is a series of letters to the ghost in the room…
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