unBalanced Video (MV)

Just some shit to clear my system
You get the gist um (Lauryn Hill where you at?)
Treat the beat like it's a tissue, grab it, achoo (Ms. Lauryn Hill)
And just let everything that I feel off my chest
Yea I'm gon run this race but still niggas need a rest
Cause some shit just can get so heavy on a nigga soul
Some niggas sell it just so they can have they weight in gold
At the end of the day everyone gotta die
So just keep that in mind while you work that 9 to 5
I know it suck, but think, without it you can't spell success
You never learn appreciation if you always blessed
Can't be a flower if you never came from the dirt
Won't get the essence of love if you never been hurt
Some people think they lives picture perfect
Well I guess my shit is shattered cause I feel like I'm forever searching
My purpose, what did God put me here for?
It must be something because living just to die can get bored
I abhor having time wasted
Adore to smoke in peace cause it be keeping my mind from racing
I try to talk to God everyday yet got time for Satan
Can't wait until the day that I can say this my occupation
Call mom and say I den made it
And whether sooner or later I gotta wait my turn
Don't compare yourself to them that's not ya race to run
Just take ya own path so you can be a trailblazer
I love God but I'm known to be a hellraiser
Hail Satan? Nigga hell no
If God ain't create Lucifer then where the folks in Hell would go?
The same place ran by someone with a different name?
Is God disappointed in us when we feel the rain?
My friend told me weather's governed by the government
I wanted to believe, but that's the shit that got my cousin 'nem
Everything gotta have a conspiracy theory
Like I'm blind, but they can see the shit clearly
And it's a lot of truth in what he say he mean it dearly
But until it's proven dog I ain't tryna hear it
Cause it's amazing how much time we spend researching
We didn't even learn how to be a better person