Andilé - Questions Lyrics

What if he drops his best verse and they can't feel it
What if they make a list of the greats and he's not in it
What if the hype 'round his name fades and they can't remember
What if his legacy's tainted, famous and then he withers
What if his fire turns cold and we're left with Arctic winter
What if the fire turns cold and we're left with Arctic winter
Always been my biggest critic
Flipping pages
Feeling sickness
Sick of feeling
Like and infant
Like I'll never be a legend
Like I'm finna stay potential
So I'm ripping every page
I'm saying this won't shift the culture"
Saying "this won't make a change"
"Must create something they've never seen"
"The game won't be the same"
They say "that won't make you paper"
Saying "that won't make you famous"
FUCK what y'all be saying
But I still be in my thoughts
Should I drop it
Would they play it
Would they pop it in they playlist
Would they say "yo homie play this - "TURN IT UP! TURN IT UP"
Would they say the work I'm dropping to be honest hall of fame shit
Would they pull up to the Devil saying "HOMIE THIS WHAT FLAME IS"
This winning shit ain't painless
But this fear shit ain't paying
This doubt shit eats my brain
These questions gnaw at my sanity
Grappling with some traumas in my heart you wouldn't stand to see
ALWAYS been a FIGHTER never dipped when trouble ran for me
Been dealt my burdens I felt inferno, I need some peace, SHIT
I seen the demons, I boxed with beasts, n' I need some JESUS
I need some answers, I danced with monsters - I'm tired of WALTZING
I seen some horrors, been thrown off path but I never wandered too far off
Been lost often but I stay composed
OLD ERRORS - So this moment I could never squander
Souls stuck in a loop of suffering, I pray for those
ALL THESE LOST SOULS
I JUST PRAY
THAT I'M A RAY OF HOPE