[Verse]
The rapper behind the mic
Besides the limelight, I'm just a lost boy trying to find light
Behind my... lyrical vision like glasses for eyesight
Words cite what can't be seen by the blind eye and I'm like
A child's dream, but I rarely can shut my eyes tight
Permanently working towards easing eternal hurtin'
Throughout the process of spittin'
Painting a perfect image without a blemish
Replenish pleasure when my rhyme's tight
And I'm like.. that same boy that can never find the limelight
Not figuring I'm light
Meaning that happiness is within me
But in me is too corrupted to find what the Lord has given
Living only for the moments...
Figuring that I can never get again after my last moment
Listening to iniquitous visions from a legend
Is enough to corrupt the positive presence you've been blessed with
When you can believe a lie in a verse
That says that 'Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church ends'
And take this person and view him as perfect
And use his vision as blueprints for your verses
And everytime I make a happy song, I'm hurting
Using my joyful words as a curtain
Meaning I'm covering deeper than what's in the verse when
I shadow my pain with images photoshopped as perfect
A flow to crop the person with the flow that's got a purpose
That'll serve as a listener's view to show they've got a worth
Instead of working for worthless efforts of perfect
Believing their life is worthless
So where do we go to find a vision of hope
Do I serve a purpose or am I just living a joke
Do I proceed to take the pain and continue afloat
To show that God will never let you drown without giving a boat
It's up to you to choose if you get in it though
Sitting over the pain instead of just letting it soak
Insisting extinguishing it instead of the smoke that you feel
I drown my pain in impetuous flow
So go ahead and take your shots at me
Go ahead and diss me if it makes you niggas happy
All your hating proves to me is I'm your favorite rapper
You can diss me, but you'll never benefit afterwards
Now look son, I respect your efforts
But your effort's all pointless; my flow is effortless
You ain't doing nothing but losing respect from him
Using me to boost your name, cause I know you don't expect to win
So fuck your confidence and wherever you get the shit
Just thought that I'd address the shit
On some better shit, I fell in love with a lady I can never get
And 'til this day, I still regret the shit
Shout goes out to Threat and Headhunter, I would never speak negative of ya
The things I said previously will never be for ya
And forever he love ya for all the times y'all where there when the
Thunder was set in the heat of the summer
Meaning the rain-clouds covered the rays in the sun
And the vision of the brightest star was thoroughly missing
But my fairy tale shines when the story eclipses
And miss D'Angela, I see ya
Never had a friend that that has ever been sweeter
Such as Rina and I keep a lot of things bottled in
Promising I'd say 'em all, but when it's time I lose the thought of them
Shit, I guess it's just the pride that I've been caught up in
The image that is thought of whenever my name is brought to them
And it seems we take for granted chances we often get
And for those who support me, my motivation is all from them
For those who doubt me, my lyrics shall coffin them
They ain't worth a minute to have to stop and talk to them
They waitin' for a fall from him
So I always view myself as an underdog to them
Trusting only God and running hard and never walkin' in
Praying in my spirit may my lyrics have a talk with them
Cause I ain't got talk within, nothing but anger bottled in spots within
And bubbled up until it's calmed again with deep breaths
And I remember every moment while I'm hurtin'
Life is but a dream and dreams will never come without the work
And so I work until I hurt and go to work again
'Til I hurt again and pick it up and go to work again
So even when I die, the dream is always alive
With lyrics always healthy when you listen everytime
And I'm an insecure nigga, so I keep my faith high
And shadow all of my pain with every single smile
And cover all of my demons by believing that Jesus has a purpose
With evocative memories of optimism
Hoping the industry doesn't sentence me
Cause I ain't what they would tend to be
