I'm at this point of my life
where everything is falling apart,
and every single context,
and every single aspect but,
I just stop and wonder.

This's hardly abt hiphop anymore,
this's hardly abt rap,
this's hardly about music,
and this's hardly abt art,
but I realize...
this's abt...
This is about love,
this is about the pain,
this is about the struggle,
that buy souls together.
I realize that hope is real,
pray is real,
for all of us.

Even it's dark time.

Listen

I want to give hope
but I find it kinda hard to find it myself
Said a lot things
and I say what I mean
but you can't see demons dine on my health
My pride seems so incurable
My life can't get much worse
This crack ain't getting bigger
I figure that this mask is just too durable
So give ear to song,
now what do you hear?
So near to the sound,
now what do you seek?
Tell me, God,
tell me what do I need
tell me what do I need
‘till I feel complete
But I fall once more
Back to my feet with an oath; I swore
I swore that I never fall again
but all of it was said many times before

(Legitimate) I want that kind of a smile
(Diligent) I want that kind of a faith
(Honesty) Shine over lies I revile
(Honestly) I think I'm kind of insane
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(Floating) but I lost my place in the wind
Weather and the rain fell down
the terrain blue like Etta James,
in a space full of a sin
(We're strangers again)
but my heart knows her
with a hard head growing off my shoulders
(False heart) two parts in a con art
too dark; too smart for a soft heart
Two faces fight for my motives
Like my soul's bipolar
In the end, sequals
always suck so yo! Let's just start over

Over and over and over again
over and over and over
So how many times do I gotta to start over?
How many times did I fail You God?
How many times did I promise You better?
Why have I not gotten all I deserve for my debt
tar me new feathers
Starve me and render my rights as a member
leave me dismembered
char me with ember
Splendor, you could be raising your scepter
With a hand gesture
then I'm a spectre
Grace falls down on me!

my ambrosia's a potent potion
of a flow precocious, atoned and focused
devotion; now you're so prone to notice
(He anoints the mic) right before I hold it
Go, disciples, coast to coast and
Open up your heart to the hurt and hopeless
Don't fold no matter how steep the slope is
We'll overcome how tough the road is
Everyone run till your soles are molten
Not to us but the Lord has spoken
EntEr the heart like the soul's an ocean
Dive in Grace plus hope in motion.
Yes, it's a place where the hope is alive
Open your eyes in the mind of a child
Until I'm whole again
you pick me up all over again
over and over and over again.
Grace falls down on me...