Man, look
People don't want that real, they just say that they do
Nah, people don't want that real, and I'm one of 'em too
I'm so easily entertained by ratchet activity
Violent, negative imagery always seem to interest me
I tell myself no more music glorifying evil
Selling drugs, womanizing, killing our people
Then I hear a song with a tight beat and can't deny it
The hook is catchy so I subconsciously memorize it
And my day don't feel complete unless I hear it
Inviting darkness in my spirit, this can't be light
I'm craving what I'm 'posed to be fighting, this can't be right
I must be blind to the effects, this can't be sight
Death is in the power of the tongue 'cause this can't be life
Be careful what you get involved with
'Cause you can't support a cause but
Then hate the effects that it causes, uh
Do I really want change? Am I really who I claim?
When that final day comes, Lord, will you call my name?
It's just really on my brain, uh
Do I really want change? Am I really who I claim?
When that final day comes, Lord, will you call my name?
It's just really on my brain
People don't want love, they just say that they do
Nah, people don't want love, and I'm one of 'em too
I'm so easily entertained by the thrill of the chase
Infatuated with a new name and a new face
I tell myself no more hollerin' at these girls
All I need is one, give her diamonds, give her pearls
But I'm steady looking past what's right there in my grasp
Someone that I can have who would give me her last, uh
Next thing you know, I'm talking to someone new
She don't love who I am, she just love what I do
First she used to ignore me, now she love to explore me
Was cool the first couple weeks, now she starting to bore me
This ain't right, feeling like a habit I can't fight
Think I might have to learn how to curb my appetite
All my life, I said that I been wanting me a wife
Well, I can't spend my time just chasing whoever's fine, for real
Do I really want change? Am I really who I claim?
When that final day comes, Lord, will you call my name?
It's just really on my brain, uh
Do I really want change? Am I really who I claim?
When that final day comes, Lord, will you call my name?
It's just really on my brain