(Verse 1)
Not exactly sure what I'm trying to say
Feels like nowadays
I'm just finding the way
It's obvious I'm lost
Somewhere on a road
I got a solid plan
That's full of hollow holes
I walk to work
In hundred dollar clothes
Can't afford a car to drive
But blow a whole check on a new cardigan
Trying too hard again
Seems like everybody's trying too hard to win
And evil's in style
Trying too hard to sin
My mind is a mess
My thoughts are eccentric
Half of me is blessed
But the other half is vexed
Just tryna vent some stress
These words are a pendant
Closest to my heart they could ever be
Don't have one boundary
But still
I'm never free
Contacts on my eyes
But I never see
And every time I look in the mirror it's never me
Working seven days a week
Now it's all cream
Such a large gap between reality and dreams
And as dreams are getting farther
Reality gets darker
Losing gets easier
But life gets harder
So why try so hard
Why even bother?
Feeling so far from a heavenly father
They tell me that you're real
But I'm wondering where are ya?
I'm exposing the truth
Once I lose all faith
You just show me some proof
After wandering all day
You just show me the way
Get that feeling then I pray
Just for it to stay
Knowing just what to say
To end my dismay
Transitioning from light
To morally grey
Yours cordially
Jay
(Bridge)
I understand I need to get it back
And I understand this is a lonely road
But I also understand how to live with that
Praying you never give my limits back
Cause for a minute
I was finished
Just sick of rap
(Verse 2)
Just missed d**h
Guess I'm just blessed
What happened to the good girls?
Guess it's none left
Used to get respect
Now they get undressed
Even the church girls can't get enough s**
Damn sh**'s changed
Damn sh**'s strange
God shows us things pastors can't explain
It's not complex
It's candid plain
I rhyme design name
And brandish flame
The chemistry is here
The reaction present
We can't take it back
But we can regret it
The pains on your face
The expressions endless
She took my soul
Left me breathless