Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Morning sun on the zinc roof Wake up to the kettle and the siren Old man preaching by the bus stop Say, “Youth, keep your mind iron” Plastic bag blowing like a lost kite Corner shop credit, man, we both tight Laughing through the holes in my sneakers Still walking with a different kind of gold, right [Chorus] Concrete clouds in a blue sky town Weighing on my head but they can’t push me down I carry my hope like a beat in my chest Step by step, yeah, I move blessed Concrete clouds, still I ride this wave From the block to the bay, to the old mass grave We been through the fire, still we stand so proud Sunshine mind under concrete clouds (yeah) [Verse 2] Little bro drawing worlds in the dust Mama say, “School, ‘fore the streets take your trust” Posters on the pole say “vote, don’t fuss” But the same potholes still cussin’ all of us Elders on the wall share war stories Rum in the cup and a whole heap of worries I’m scribbling plans in the back of a notebook Turn scars to a verse, turn pain to a new hook [Chorus] Concrete clouds in a blue sky town Weighing on my head but they can’t push me down I carry my hope like a beat in my chest Step by step, yeah, I move blessed Concrete clouds, still I ride this wave From the block to the bay, to the old mass grave We been through the fire, still we stand so proud Sunshine mind under concrete clouds (oh-oh) [Bridge] Tell me, who gon’ heal these lanes? Paint over names on the wall, still the hurt remains So I talk to the youth like a mirror Say, “You’re more than the smoke and the sirens you hear, yeah” [Beat drops to bass and vocal] If the system cold, let your heart stay warm If the night feel long, you the quiet dawn [Chorus] Concrete clouds in a blue sky town Weighing on my head but they can’t push me down I carry my hope like a beat in my chest Step by step, yeah, I move blessed Concrete clouds, still I ride this wave From the block to the bay, we gon’ misbehave (live) By staying alive, staying loud in the crowd Sunshine mind under concrete clouds (yeah, yeah)
Tags
rap, Laid-back island reggae groove under male vocals, warm skank guitars on the offbeat, rounded bass walking lazily. Light percussion and shakers keep a head-nod pocket; verses lean into conscious hip-hop cadences with spoken-sung bars. Chorus opens with airy harmonies, organ swells, and a subtle dub echo tailing key phrases, building a gentle uplift without losing the relaxed sway., hip-hop, rhythmic, poetry, reggae
Duration
3:03
Instrumental
No
Created
3/17/2026