ill be on the rooftop basking in the moonlight searching for a star to bring me back to where i came from ill be on the rooftop singing with my arms high hoping that my voice will keep me sheltered from the rain if it s not sandra it s rekia if not korryn then tanisha i tried to say her name but it got caught between my teeth i ve been flossing for other reasons lately my conscious squeaky til i hear another name and realize it could be me and i ain t done a damn thing but stay black and pay tax and draft tweets then delete then retreat inside this mind of mine cuz i ain t shit but a nigga with a degree a sad excuse for survivors guilt masquerading as queen so im sorry i truly apologize the talented tenth of me is too caught up in all my dreams to be worried bout saving lives and even if the life was mine youd make a hashtag and then forget me in a week or maybe thats just me admitting my faults and falling short for everyone to see ill be on the rooftop basking in the moonlight searching for a star to bring me back to where i came from ill be on the rooftop singing with my arms high hoping that my voice will keep me sheltered from the rain i ll buy a one way ticket to london and learn to miss you with distance fly away from our problems cause they re too giant to fix and goliath he fell with faith leviathan sinking ships all this suffering am i righteous with this silence or on my lips i stay quiet cause when i speak i don t seem to do us justice discussions of you me empty out and leave us with nothing but this nature and this knowing doesn t mean i shouldn t fly it just means an ocean between could conclude in a goodbye and i m hoping it s not for always hoping it s not for good hope floating me drifting away just like you said it would can t imagine my being belonging to someone new can t fathom my forever with anybody but you i d bet on us every time but this compass is pointing westward explaining how i m feeling falls short with even my best words the best term for this would be unconditional proof even on my best days i m barely deserving you ill be on the rooftop basking in the moonlight searching for a star to bring me back to where i came from ill be on the rooftop singing with my arms high hoping that my voice will keep me sheltered from the rain sheltered from the rain