Picture the morning taste and devour 
We rise early pace up the hour 
Streets is bustling hustling their heart out 
You can't have the sweet with no sour 

Spices herbs the sweet scent of flower 
We came out precisely the hour 
Clouds disappear the sun shows the power 
No chance of a probable shower 

I fell in love with my neighbors daughter 
I wanted to protect and support her 
Never mind I'm just 12 and a quarter 
I had dreams beyond our border. 

Is it [bad word] when they say all you need is just love, 
Is it [bad word] 
What about those who have loved 
Only to find that it's taken away 
And why do they say that the children have rights to be free 
To be free 
What about those who I've known 
Whose memory still lives inside of me. 

Fatima, 
What did the Young Man say 
Before he stole you away 
On that fateful day Fatima 
Fatima, 
Did he know your name 
Or the plans we made, 
To go to New York City, Fatima 

And after school we studied the lessons 
I ask God to slow down the seconds 
He does the opposite that's what I'm guessing 
I better chill and count my own blessings 

Fatima, Fatima what is the matter  [bad word] you [bad word] up the ladder 
So we can be like there's no tomorrow  [bad word] you gonna make me wait until tomorrow 

She spoke Arabic and Swahili 
She'd say Upendo (Swahili for love) Anta Habibi (Arabic for, you are my love/dearest friend) 
You so bright, you shine like my TV 
Then one day she never came to meet me 

Is it [bad word] when they say all you need is just love, 
Is it [bad word] 
What about those who have loved 
Only to find that it's taken away 
And why do they say that the children have rights to be free 
To be free 
What about those who I've known 
Whose memory still lives inside of me. 

Fatima, 
What did the Young Man say 
Before he stole you away 
On that fateful day Fatima 
Fatima, 
Did he know your name 
Or the plans we made, 
To go to New York City, Fatima 
(Repeat) 

If beauty was in the eyes of beholder  [bad word] everyone hushed when she walked by  [bad word] girls would look just to scold her  [bad word] the angel wanted to hold her? 

Fatima, Fatima I'm in America 
I make rhymes and I make them delicate 
You would have liked the parks in Connecticut 
You would have said I'm working too hard again. 
 [bad word] you shooter, [bad word] you the building 
Whose walls hid the blood she was spilling  [bad word] you Country so good at killing  [bad word] you feeling, for persevering 

Is it [bad word] when they say all you need is just love, 
Is it [bad word] 
What about those who have loved 
Only to find that it's taken away 
And why do they say that the children have rights to be free 
To be free 
What about those who I've known 
Whose memory still lives inside of me. 

Fatima, 
What did the Gun Man Say 
before he took you away on that fateful day 
Fatima 
Did he know your name, or the plans we made 
To go to New York City 
(Repeat) 

Fatima.. 

(Spoken) 
Now I just want to make it clear, I don't want you to shed a tear. 
Because this here, is a celebration, We're not mourning, We're celebrating 
Yeah 
So baby don't cry, Please don't let the tears fall 
So don't cry.