Roots in the Algorithm

[Intro]

Drums in the distance

One drum

Two drum

Footsteps on pavement

Heartbeats join them

Voices in the background

All those names they gave me

I plant them in the same ground

Watch what they made me

[Verse 1]

Wake up with the dust on my window

Sun cut through the curtain like a halo

Same shirt

Same shoes

But my sway glow

Carry my island in my shadow

Little scar on my left-side ankle

From the day that the storm tried to cancel

But the mango tree still stand

Still angle

Leaning to the light like a sample

[Chorus]

Hey

Hey

Hey

I got roots in the algorithm (hey!)

They can scroll all day

Still they can't skip rhythm

From the red

Green

Gold to the blue-screen prism

Same drum

Same hum

Just a new transmission

Hey

Hey

Hey

I got roots in the algorithm

When the world feel cold

We gon' log in wisdom

From the backyard yard to the big-top system

Same song

Same tongue

Just a new rendition

[Verse 2]

Grandma with the Bible and the kettledrum

Say “child

Every seed get a day of sun”

Now my little hook run country to country

Still taste pepper when they sing it back to me

Dance in the kitchen

Rice on the stovetop

Phone in the air when the beat drop-don’t stop

Two-step

Heel-toe

Make the floor knock

Turn this tiny room to a world spot

[Chorus]

Hey

Hey

Hey

I got roots in the algorithm (hey!)

They can scroll all day

Still they can't skip rhythm

From the red

Green

Gold to the blue-screen prism

Same drum

Same hum

Just a new transmission

Hey

Hey

Hey

I got roots in the algorithm

When the world feel cold

We gon' log in wisdom

From the backyard yard to the big-top system

Same song

Same tongue

Just a new rendition

[Bridge]

Turn it down to a whisper

Wait

Echo on the word when I say "faith"

Bassline breathe like a heartbeat

Late

Hands in the dark still find their way

Turn it up

Let the floor vibrate

Little child on the chair imitate

Every move

Every groove we make

Plant that joy like a high-street gate (hey!)

[Chorus]

Hey

Hey

Hey

I got roots in the algorithm (hey!)

They can scroll all day

Still they can't skip rhythm

From the red

Green

Gold to the blue-screen prism

Same drum

Same hum

Just a new transmission

Hey

Hey

Hey

I got roots in the algorithm

When the world feel cold

We gon' log in wisdom

From the backyard yard to the big-top system

Same song

Same tongue

Just a new rendition