Brave Video (MV)

Sing my song
Sing my song
Sing my song
Sing my song
I was real savage at 21
Had a pain, didn't tell anyone
Felt ashamed, so I told everyone
Then I learned that the shame had just begun.
At 22, I was no goddess.
Showed it all, never dressed modest.
Told it all, I was too honest.
Drew ire like a crayonist.
[Phonics!]
Writing
Was my new outlet.
Coping, couldn't get it out yet.
Shopping, buying new outfits.
Retail therapy at the outlets.
Hoping for some type of miracle.
Moping, couldn't be hysterical.
Womanhood is a type of spherical.
No wonder why I am so spiritual.
Kirk and Megan on the speakers.
Anxiety buzzing like a beeper.
Mama's girl didn't know I'd be her.
Bipolar doesn't make us weaker.
Peep that.
Keep that.
Fall back.
Sing my song
Sing my song
Sing my song
Sing my song
Scrolling through my IG
And I'm like why G?
Cause I tried to warn her,
Took everything in me.
Everyone treated me
Like some of type of enemy
Even all my day ones
Wasn't really friends to me.
(Shameful)
Autumn (all them) had me dizzy,
Sent me in a Tizzy
Now I'm with my real ones
I don't hope you miss me.
I don't hope you need me.
I don't hope you see me.
But I hope you bleed, G.
Cause you really foul, B.
Flagrant like you Draymond
Playing all those games
From the Book of Eli
Yeah, you bet I said his name.
Yeah, you better feel my pain.
I'm Earl Simmons to the booth
And I really spent my youth
Tryna recoup all the couth
That she said I ain't possess.
And I really tried my best
But forreal I been a mess
Ever since he caused me stress.
Could've led to death.
Guess I'll call it Brave
Still ain't in the grave
To my pain, I'm not a slave
I will no longer behave.
I want those men to burn
The ones who stole a turn
Because the thing for which they yearned
Was a prize they never earned.
In my 20s, I have learned
That the high road is a myth
And two rights just make a bitch
I'll take my left with bliss.
Then plunge in the abyss.
The snakes gone feel the Hiss.
Guess this is a diss.
I wrote this for my sis
Who was never one to miss.
Sing my song
Sing my song
Sing my song
Sing my song
Headed for the Big 3
Hoping for some victory.
Closure like a wig
And I take a swig
Pour one up for me
Because look at what we did.
Tattoo on my wrist
Cause I write away the pain.
I see you, good sis.
You sharpened up your brain.
You went beyond the rain
To catch the rainbow. You're enough
They might think you weak,
But I think you're really tough.
And I know you've been through stuff
But you're a diamond in the rough