Going Down South

Oh where to go Oh where's my home Seven steps forward, six back Put in place on an old sack All the pressure's come stacked My sister's lying in the cargo, on her back The boogie man's gone, or is he after all? Going down south, they're still building a wall Prayers are made, there's no hope for an escape The sandman is near, come take me from here Monday morning, and the sun, the sun is burning Ushered outside without warning Baba it's it over? I just want to go outside My best friend's cross the West Bank, no more fights I can't stay no more The water's accessible, just like in Flint Can't tell if there's less lead Prosperous are we really? Give two cents Live or tell the tale Why don't you tangle, why don't you tangle two till they're frail To them, you're just another simple trail The boogie man's gone, or is he after all? Going down south, they're still building a wall The prayers are prayed, there's no hope for an escape The sandman is near, come take me from here