Made a Circle

[Antonia Gabriela]

Mãe comigo

Embora já se tenha ido

Trago minha mãe comigo

Talvez por sermos tão parecidas

Sage and gold

[Chorus 1]

Your mommas baby

Your mommas momma

Your sister

Your aunties sister

Your grandma

Your great great gram

Moor Mother:

She said, 'put all the bad things away'

I see

I see

I see us coming out of hate

I see us coming out of deaths

I see us coming out of fear

But will we listen?

We don't hear

But when the bomb drop

We all fear

This year, next year

Same year

Fuck what you heard

I'm right here

Same place since I been here

She said, 'put all the bad shit away'

Momma made a circle that will keep us all safe

Guest Verse 1:

The litany is long

Always listening to these songs

Still with something on my tongue

Take me back to where I'm from

Missing the sun

When can I handle the sons

I'll probably have one

Raise me a few

Say 'Jamal' when the summer is new

There's something to say about circles

About forward motions that are running right back

Young didn't know

Didn't really want it like that

Don't see the sums of the ones before

That we report of sorts

Don't really enforce with a similar force

Simpler times aren't really that far

As moms would offer the arms I ought

Trust my heart

Till I'm back at start

Pull my cards

While I push this cart of bars

(Chorus 2)

Your mommas baby

Your mommas momma

Your sister

Your aunties sister

Your grandma

Your great great gram

Your nanas sister

They made a circle out of sage and gold

Guest Verse 2:

Shining our souls because of them

The whole world up under them

Their bosoms' like a tunnel

Soon to run into the sun

Cyphering the skills

Each generation heals from trauma

A little more

They set the score

The precedent

They built the floor

The ceiling is irrelevant

We want more for the betterment

Of our whole

Momma holds us close so they can’t hold us

Old wisdom knows this well

She pulls us in and tell us secrets

Feeds us with her well, she preaches

Wellness. Beat the bell

It rings and shatters all the stigma

The enigma is a pattern

Passed down like matter

Brings this gift to give that we matter

We no different from them

We make a difference after we witness their valor

Their spirit is ours

(Chorus 3)

Your mommas baby

Your mommas momma

Your sister

Your aunties sister

Your grandma

Your great great gram

Your nanas sister

They made a circle out of sage and gold

They made a circle out of sage and gold