“In Our Own Skin” by P.I.D. is a Legacy Statement

“In Our Own Skin” is a party anthem that proves faith and authenticity never age out.

Over a groove that rides smooth but still hits hard, P.I.D. shows that age is not a limit but a badge of honor. The track speaks boldly to longevity in a young man’s game—still making waves, still on mission, still lifting up the name of Jesus. Each verse carries wisdom, joy, and power: from Ace One’s scripture-laced fire, to Fred Lynch’s seasoned resilience, to Chef J’s gritty gospel roar. The chorus is an anthem of confidence: “50 plus and we’re still in our lane.” More than a song, this is a movement—showing that authenticity never goes out of style. In Our Own Skin is both a party jam and a legacy statement.

Culturally, this song pushes back on hip-hop’s youth obsession by spotlighting seasoned voices who continue to shape the culture. It aligns with the broader movement toward authenticity and embracing one’s true self. For multi-generational hip-hop heads and believers, it’s proof that longevity, faith, and authenticity matter more than clout.

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Making waves in this young man’s game
50 plus and we’re still in our lane
Our own skin, ooh whoo
Mission moves and it ain’t gone change
Jesus Christ, yeah, is still the name
In our own skin, ooh whoo

Verse 1: Ace One The MC
Who brought the truth in harder than us?
Built like Luke Cage—no pain, no gain
Age didn’t change the flame
Quoting scriptures, keep turning the page
I grab a mic, half man, half amaze
As I’m giving Him praise.
I pen vision, my mind paints vivid
You wander blind—I rhyme with the Lord, the divine who’s all in it.
Ace the O.G., I got skin in the game
I keep tellin’ them the color relevant is Christ melanin, whoa whoa whoa

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Verse 2: Fred Lynch
They say that Black don’t crack
I be like, but it stretches
Elastic in lessons, my story progresses
Written like a testament of trials testing men
Only with the best of them achieving higher measures.
The same frame that I came in, I remain in
Just a little more tame, a little less insane
At home in our own skin, rhyme like grown men
Zoned in, prone to win—we back again!
We back again! We back again, baby, we back again!
Come on now!

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Verse 3: Chef J
We ain’t changin’ for clout, nah, we built from the rock,
Hands high to the sky, still we circlin’ the block.
Faith strong in the booth, yeah, we pray when we pen,
Older lions in the jungle, like we roaring again.
Got the gospel in them bars, never watered & thinned,
We stay true to the flame, like we born in the wind.
In our own skin, walkin’ with the armor of grace,
Face trials with a growl, got that God in our face!
God in our face! God in our face! Got that God in our face!

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