[Verse 1: Josh Atticus] I simply reach into my soul The census of my being Remove a small sample Attempt to pace my breathing Vocal chords are stricken Thought process erects Genitalia gripped And these words I do project Til my lungs plead and object Neurons make no Connect These words that I inflect I hope garner me some respect Cause success is included Inadequate of this losing Forebrain I am abusing But if not I'm over using Tetrahydrocannabinol Books all open Now I see all Glory of God I nod See we fall To him you a gem never heard a recall Splagchnizomai When I Eye my Telly When I think about deceased sometime I get jelly Lord help me ... They ain't ready [Hook] Seem like we Can't help but to keep hold of the simple things we used to Do Sometimes I wish that I could toss my phone Face the L And just cruise on Through I feel the winds I see the waves I hear the rhythm of the ocean When I think about a Deity that's my only tugging notion [Verse 2: Josh Atticus] Exaggeration of aspiration Someone else's ways Was the premise of which I grimace my generation was raised The violence is what they fed us Of course we will digest No daddy to show em different Them jail cells will attest I feel guilty when I rest My people are in this mess The needs that we neglect Just to front a heavy check You're 17 with a charge Look at your record it's tainted Josh your life just started Look at the picture you've painted I only add to the canvas And thats a blemish I hate There was a blemish before And that's where it read race I love my skin with a pa**ion But upper hands have been rationed To those distributing lashings It's in the word if you ask em I still see fire in they eyes When A book is what I prize Still hear mama cry At night Cause a mother brother Sam Don't give a single damn Bout n***a less he Uncle Ruckus Right? I don't wanna fight I just wanna live Only way to life Was a shiv to the rib How it feel to know fate when you only in a bib I know Christ understand He was man before a kid [Hook] Seem like we Can't help but to keep hold of the simple things we used to Do Sometimes I wish that I could toss my phone Face the L And just cruise on Through I feel the winds I see the waves I hear the rhythm of the ocean When I think about a Deity that's my only tugging notion