People seek perfection when we flawed
Nothing processed can stay raw
Took chances that resulted in a loss
Paying the price and I struggle with the cost
Weapons will not prosper but they form
Still going through it
Living life in a storm
Right outside the eye
I cant take it anymore
And If I make it out
I know there's no award
Always in pain but I laugh
PTSD so I anticipate the crash
Maybe if I hold on
I can grow some cash
And live so good I'll forget about the past
But that's unlikely
All my demons tryna fight me
If you been sent by god
Don't ever take that lightly
Understand angels walk beside me
So these demons in my path tryna try me
So used to chaos
Peace will never find me
I Stay with la flame like I'm kylie
People I done knew moving shisty
Told myself you ain't moving wisely
So I gotta fix up precisely
The Weakest people
Thinking that they mighty
I'ma make a point to never think of no one highly
We could all fall in society
If Satan being perfect fell from heaven
Who am I G
Who am I to be
Who am I to You
Ain't no love for this little black boy
And they hate on my little black voice
Alarm clock stealing all my black joy
Like how we got options
But never have a choice
In this skin
I gotta keep my poise
Cause what's worst than white noise
It being black
Why they hate
When I speak facts
They say get over it
Like the past ain't really that
Yeah
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People seek perfection when we flawed
Nothing processed can stay raw
Took chances that resulted in a loss
Paying the price and I struggle with the cost
Weapons will not prosper but they form
Still going through it
Living life in a storm
Right outside the eye
I cant take it anymore
And If I make it out
I know there's no award
Always in pain but I laugh
PTSD so I anticipate the crash
Maybe if I hold on
I can grow some cash
And live so good I'll forget about the past
But that's unlikely
All my demons tryna fight me
If you been sent by god
Don't ever take that lightly
Understand angels walk beside me
So these demons in my path tryna try me
So used to chaos
Peace will never find me
I Stay with la flame like I'm kylie
People I done knew moving shisty
Told myself you ain't moving wisely
So I gotta fix up precisely
The Weakest people
Thinking that they mighty
I'ma make a point to never think of no one highly
We could all fall in society
If Satan being perfect fell from heaven
Who am I G
Who am I to be
Who am I to You
Ain't no love for this little black boy
And they hate on my little black voice
Alarm clock stealing all my black joy
Like how we got options
But never have a choice
In this skin
I gotta keep my poise
Cause what's worst than white noise
It being black
Why they hate
When I speak facts
They say get over it
Like the past ain't really that
Yeah
Nothing processed can stay raw
Took chances that resulted in a loss
Paying the price and I struggle with the cost
Weapons will not prosper but they form
Still going through it
Living life in a storm
Right outside the eye
I cant take it anymore
And If I make it out
I know there's no award
Always in pain but I laugh
PTSD so I anticipate the crash
Maybe if I hold on
I can grow some cash
And live so good I'll forget about the past
But that's unlikely
All my demons tryna fight me
If you been sent by god
Don't ever take that lightly
Understand angels walk beside me
So these demons in my path tryna try me
So used to chaos
Peace will never find me
I Stay with la flame like I'm kylie
People I done knew moving shisty
Told myself you ain't moving wisely
So I gotta fix up precisely
The Weakest people
Thinking that they mighty
I'ma make a point to never think of no one highly
We could all fall in society
If Satan being perfect fell from heaven
Who am I G
Who am I to be
Who am I to You
Ain't no love for this little black boy
And they hate on my little black voice
Alarm clock stealing all my black joy
Like how we got options
But never have a choice
In this skin
I gotta keep my poise
Cause what's worst than white noise
It being black
Why they hate
When I speak facts
They say get over it
Like the past ain't really that
Yeah
Writer: Jameel McPherson
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