Waking up in the morning, gotta thank God
Another 24 hours with the same job
Rent paid off, still got my lights on
Revolution, time to write another fight song
Cause I'm far from what the average is
Some living lavish, others sleep on cardboard mattresses
In a world filled with savages
Trying to stay down like gravity, I get judged for being passionate
Let me make it clear, as a transparency
I'mma be real until the day that you bury me
Ridiculed, you can point, laugh, stare at me
I'ma still tell you there is a God that came to carry me
And for that reason, for this season
As far as needs, grace comes before breathing
Made it through the fall, never had a plan of leaving
I'm just here to share what I believe in
I know that better days will come
Whether it be the more silent the movement
Jeremiah the student is dying to prove to the foolish
Who inquire to the reason of why I do this
Two wise to do this, right?
Inspired by the Messiah-nic Jewish
Lion of the tribe of Judah
Who was
Stupid enough to prophesy some stupid truth through computers
To pursue some music
That's only profits him newer viewers
But who has the severance pay
When the debt is more interesting than
Heaven's gates (Y'all better pray)
Givens, is this the life that you living?
My cousin told me stop tripping
Then flipped it to homie this the life we given
How does that life, though, coincide with a
Wife, and a child when considering the cost of living
In the land of the hangover?
When that Range Rover with the flamethrower
Takes the prophet
Will I handle the mantle or will I drop it?
I don't know
But I got hope
That yesterday is always better than a
Couple days ago
We all fight and strive to be perfect
Live in the wild where there's no churches
Give everything that we got not to seem worthless
Freedom for a spoiled child, we do not deserve it
End up heart broken, once we got the verdict
Words run together like we have been writing cursive
We know God is working, but it's hard to worship
When behind every curtain there's a lot of burden
And I've heard that we're promised we can handle it
Emotions transparent, project through laminates
Trying to let the light shine, like a candle wick
Forgive my past, look at my present like Santa did
But this is a whole lot more than what's under the tree
Words can't describe what my father did for me
His Son sent for me, to save me from misery
A better day's coming to rewrite our history
I know x4
I know