You feel like the world is against you,
You feel like you had a bad case of the “can’t help it”
You feel like sometimes all hope is gone.
And every time you wanted to do good,
Evil was always prevalent on you, you hear me?
He came to kill, steal and destroy your soul.
And now you look at yourself,
And you say, “I just got pain in my soul”
We all need that Mark Zucker bag, Zuckerberg
Way before Tinder and Fenty Beauty
We’ll had a crush on Beyoncé and Kim K
So what are the basics? Tell me your problems
Do Uber rides partition your vision?
But when the toxin is fame,
Sweet Lord, please have mercy
Endurance for my soul, cardio the faith.
I need a brand new lease on life.
I was searching for God with a flashlight,
Down the depression road,
Darkened my complexion, I’m learning my lesson.
Lately I’ve been stressing’ ’cause it seems so malignant.
Let me pollinate your mind
Give me the fit of defeat, if you ain’t rooting for me.
Let’s be honest, I’m made in God’s image,
So, Everytime I’m Looking in the mirror at myself, I’m like “Hi, The Greatness”
Bless me, bless me Lord, no need for sneezing.
Get on one knee, maybe propose in front of my folks and hers ?
Buy me her plane, scribble our names within the smoke ?
I’mma just go back to college, get me a master’s… no longer a bachelor – Closed curtains when I circle, I’d settle for this.
I’m never scared I’ll grow old, I might lose who I knew, (Believe) I might forget who I know.
What good is a telescope if I could never reach for the skies.
All my dreams are still profound.
I sometimes scare ignorant people’s perception of independence.
I’ve wrote down so much on my diary,
Tryna figure out how to share them out without having to sound – off.
What if these thoughts and experiences I refuse to share,
All due to the fact that I’m still insecure?
Then I ain’t revered, if I ain’t revered, then I am not free
I know one of my sis is going to hit me up,
“Today I saw you post some terrible news as I scroll,
Depression!
I better see you on next A ‘A session.”
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