Every day is a step closer
Just keep it pushing
And find a way to accept closure
Even when the answers ain't there
Like how the fuck he make it this far?
It really ain't fair
They start to notice there was more than just a blank stare
And I got tired of hanging cause we really don't care
Like could he ever really make it? That's a bold dare
There's no stairs for the kid
And ball players move around like they the coldest ones
I move around in this bitch like I'm the chosen one
And I ain't inherit shit like the oldest son
I smoke a fifth just to cope or sum
Cause nowadays I be looking at the TV screen
And notice all my homies paying with that ebt
We fantasize about the days where they'll need me clean
All of this just to be heard and to try to be seen
And I ain't talking on the surface
I'm finding ways to discover me and serve a bigger purpose
I know that death is still lurking
I know that God's got me when my soul's hurting
I got a feeling we can make a wave becoming so certain
Expose the shit they hide behind closed curtains
I'm idolizing my God and fearing no other person
No man should ever feel worthless
Amazing things seem to happen when I'm losing
I'm glad I found a stronger passion in this music
This the type of shit we're blasting in the movement
And nowadays I'm either rapping or I'm coolin'
I got bitches that be asking what I'm doing
At Mayberry I was flashy when I'm hooping
And other people they was laughing In amusement
I know this talent's God sent I gotta use it
