I'm feeding all these demons that still live in my heart Cause nobody expecting me to win when it's hard
I squint at the stars
I fight it in the light and then I sin in the dark
But honestly my problems ain't as big as my God So I just give em to God
I sit in this bar
With baggage in hand
Cause it won't fit in my car
I carry little regard
I give the minimum par
I got caught up seeing visions of stars
I'm in between the past me and who I wanna be like middleman are I see hits on the charts
I wanna eat off what I catch but that's the fisherman's part And everybody really ain't that different at large
I can peel it apart
I could really set the tone like when you sing at the start God gave me tape and told me stick to the art
I need a fill me up like gas stations
They tell me have patience
That what they told me on the last playlist
Im c average but I act A-list
We had to go our separate ways for the better like a doctor and his past patient I'm way past tracin
I gotta coach I'm way passed playin
I take back changing
This last year I was fast pacing
When's the last time I just sat praying When's the last time I wasn't cash-chasing When's the last time I didn't act famous It's all a mask ain't it
It's all I have ain't it
It's all ash tainted
It never lasts, take it
They see the steps, but they never hear the tracks banging They see the test but they never get the pass graded
I know the best but I focus on the bad angles Tell me what my last name is
I've been up since '98
But I still need my sleep
You've been up since I remember You must help me breath
I've been up since California Chasing all my dreams
I just want some peace of mind Just help me to believe
The second verse is always the one that I'm nervous Cause everything I hide from y'all come to the surface Enough of the searches
I'm happy where I'm at I messed up while maturing
I used to roll but now I'm just blunt with the verses
I fell in love with the purpose
I could prolly feed a town with all the stuff that I purchase
I went to LA I can't stay inside the comfort of churches
But I still hung with the churches
Honestly I'm not super fun when I'm hurting
I look into the mirror I see chump of a person
But I was made to be in love with a person
And come when I'm working
And trust when I'm searching
I'm just too uncertain
I'd love some divergence
I need my home remember momma be dumpin detergent
She don't need fame from me she just wanna hug me in person She need the subtle me, she don't need her son to be perfect
I can't be perfect in a country where nothing is perfect
I stay away from mediocrity I must be allergic
I'm never done with the learning
I got enough I can work with
I make the wave but I don't come for the surfin
I'm not that lucky I worship
I feel this tug when I'm turning
Into another discernment
I'm an introvert I cover my curtain
It fills my cup when I stir it
I say whatsup to my burden
I hate this feeling that I'm stuck in this circus
It cuts deep like the cutlery service
I take my car to the jewelers I take my bus to the sermon I need some decent time to run with some urgence
I need keep to mine like government merchants
I need to keep the fire in one with the furnace
I need a reason why I suck at endurance
I need the key to life, I wonder it's worth it?
I need a beacon I could come to assured in
I need some peace of mind I'm covered in worries
I've been up since '98
But I still need my sleep
You've been up since I remember You must help me breath
I've been up since California Chasing all my dreams
I just want some peace of mind Just help me to believe