Verse
Fourth floor walk-up, ladder rusted at the seam
Tar roof halo where the pigeons learn to dream
Sharpie names on the wire, Reggie, Dro, and Vee
Fed 'em bread crusts saved from the corner deli
Padlock chain I bought with my first real check
Kept the coop tight through the coldest neck of the block
Every morning count 'em, twelve wings then thirteen
That number's how I measure what this rooftop's seen
Pre-Chorus
But the block got hands that reach for what you build
So I ask myself who's loyal when the wind gets still
Chorus
Concrete halo over Vance and Pine
Broken chain but the flock still mine
Every scar on my palm got a story to sell
Concrete halo keep me out that cell
Verse
Found the padlock cut clean, chain link on the ground
Three birds missing, feathers scattered all around
Dro's coop three blocks down, same white and gray
Traded my Reggie for a twenty on a bad day
Didn't confront him, just replaced the lock instead
Bought a heavier chain, kept the anger in my head
New names written smaller, careful with the ink
Trust like a rooftop ledge — one wrong step, you sink
Pre-Chorus
But the block got hands that reach for what you build
So I ask myself who's loyal when the wind gets still
Chorus
Concrete halo over Vance and Pine
Broken chain but the flock still mine
Every scar on my palm got a story to sell
Concrete halo keep me out that cell
Bridge
Could've swung on Dro, could've let the anger fly
Instead I climbed the fire escape and let the question lie
Some men lock the coop up tighter after they get robbed
I count the wings I got left and go on with the job
Twelve is still a flock, still a reason to ascend
Loyalty ain't a lock, it's who keeps coming back again
Chorus
Concrete halo over Vance and Pine
Broken chain but the flock still mine
Every scar on my palm got a story to sell
Concrete halo keep me out that cell
