Y? Lyrics

Black men are just as likely as anyone to have depression

But less likely to get help for it

Black men... seem to suffer, disproportionally (Yea yea yea yea yea yea yea)

From the disease, Black men

Why

(Why, Uh, uh)

Why is it so hard for me to get the peace I really need (Why its so hard, why its so hard) (Why?) (Why?)

Calling out for help but its nobody else listening (Can't hear my call, can't hear my call) (Why?) (Why?)

In a pit of fire and it's getting hard for me to breathe (I'm finna fall, finna fall, finna fall) (Why?) (Why?)

Why is this reality but feeling like a bad dream (Tell it all)

They had put us on ships but can't deliver my life, my liberty they can't even meet me halfway in the middle what could it be I just wanna be free

Why does it happen to me

My body attacks me feel like a serial killer be stabbing me

Just why is Lucifer after me

Why am I letting these women get under me

Why my pops ain't stunting me but I'm supposed to love all of y'all humbly

Why my brother gone from my life (Why?!)

Why they give my brother life (Why?!)

Why they do Mama wrong in the courtroom put her outside "That's my son" she cried in front of my eyes

Why is it so hard for me to keep my feelings discreet

Neglect myself when I lift everybody up then I feel I feel mistreated

Stuck in my head ain't sleep in the bed repeat toss, turn covered in sweat

Why does it feel like I'm getting possessed

All I had was a breath mint

(I don't wanna worry no more)

I done fed him I done fed her I done fed them when all I had was a breath mint (Oh why!)

Why is it so hard for me to get the peace I really need (Why its so hard, why its so hard) (Why?) (Why?)

Calling out for help but its nobody else listening (Can't hear my call, can't hear my call) (Why?) (Why?)

In a pit of fire and it's getting hard for me to breathe (I'm finna fall, finna fall, finna fall) (Why?) (Why?)

Why is this reality but feeling like a bad dream (Tell it all)

Dealing with what I've been handed worry when I don't get panicked manic depression I am it manage but don't understand it Mother's Day buried my Granny

This pit of fire grew bigger and did more damage damn near feel abandoned

Waking up feeling like "Damn it" cover my face been treated like a bandit

Mind over matter put the best on the outside hit by a truck they gave me a bandage

Firing off from my cannon smoking this O in my zone leave a hole in ya planet

Outta this world my mind expanding fell in the sky every time I landed mm

Got my hands up more than basketball players who calling for the foul but I'm looking for results to my prayers

I'm hoping something get received time is passing by only thirty days work on this receipt

(He, He, He)

I want people to know that I'm perfectly fine and that I'm not gonna hurt anybody or do anything bad