[Hook] Spirit come and set me free 'Cause I can't do it [Verse 1] Thoughts of boarding the wrong train Ghosts in the machine, they hover and haunt brains I'm in love with the wrong lane Gotta put my pen down, I'm afraid I might draw blanks I suffer nights where all I have is fear Mind cloudy like my head is in the stratosphere Crying out God, hope my path is clear 'Cause do we really chase our dreams or do they drag us here? I want my name to ring bells like it's dinner time Sick of being patient, couple years since I've been in line Moved to music city, it's not all games and fun for me Feelin' like I got the Cavs jersey, number twenty three You can't be great without some weight to your name While you're waiting for a chance, it's like they wait for the same A chance to pull you down...man its ridiculous You could copy and paste me and you still couldn't stick with this Look...it's truly a shame They might win the possession, but they're losing the game Let me guess, "your flow is automatic like a free throw"? Man, you gotta work for rewards, there's no cheat codes Student athlete, they think my grades will slip So I work myself to d**h and don't get paid for shhhhh And they don't even see it I'm part of a bigger plan, I'm made for this [Verse 2] Young Griffey in his prime Swingin' for the fences, the kid, playin' out his mind Can't be skeptical now It's only me and the goal like a technical foul My man T told me that Cut my ties to anything I feel could hold me back Tryna live the moment, they live for the moments past I'm just asking for a moment to breathe and you owe me that I've never ran from a challenge Lost my mental time and time again, but found the balance Cringing at the images inside my mind frame But I don't regret one thing I went through, it's divine change Perfect persecution, my life is designed pain Architectured text is the art which I claim When horizons seem dark, I look to the sun At twenty three you'd think I should be good with what I've become But look... [Hook] Spirit come and set me free 'Cause I can't do it I don't know what's come over me Just get me through it [Verse 3] Feel it under my skin creepin' Bugs under the rug, I can hear 'em when I'm sleepin' Fear it when I'm seein' that my path is gettin' steep and Now the only thing to do is go hard like a weekend Told myself to never let my effort lack Never act, stay true to myself, and when I'm desperate Cleverly weather the drought until I get it back Alcohol, ladies, and the party scene, I tested that Set it back onto the shelf, realized it set me back Vision got clouded, side effects 'cause I was gettin' blacked Outside my mind, I admit, but now it's different Wiped my slate clean like a surface that a Swiffer swept I'm dealin' with my issues Tough to win the pot with a handful of miscues And it's a lot to be felt But there's others at the table with the cards I was dealt So come on... [Hook] Spirit come and set me free 'Cause I can't do it I don't know what's come over me Just get me through it