The question is detrimental paralyzed and my thoughts parasites in my stomach keep me with gut feeling Yeah, gotta see how i'm chilling once I park this luxury car Hopping out feeling big as Mutombo 20 on pump 6 W Marcellus called me Dumbo 20 years ago can't forget now I can What a feature, man What a son in love The one you love All you need today, man He's staring at me in disbelief My temper is building He's staring at me I grab my key He's staring at me I started the car Then I tried to leave But something told me to keep it in park Until I could see The reason why he was mad at a stranger Like I was supposed to save him Like I'm the reason he homeless And I'm the reason he homeless He's staring at me, his eyes follow me with no laser He's staring at me, I notice that his stare is contagious Cause now I'm staring back at him, feeling some type of disrespect If I could throw a bat at him, he'd be aiming at his neck I never understood someone begging for good Askin'for handouts, takin'it if they could And this particular person just had it down pack Starin'at me for the longest until he finally asked Have you ever opened up Exodus 14? A humble man is all that we ever need Tell me how much a dollar cost It's more to see than to laugh What a son in love, the one you love, all you need that I didn't bring. Get trippin'and feelin'resentment, I never met a transient that demanded attention.
It got me frustrated, indecisive, and power trippin'. Sour emotions got me lookin'at the universe different. I should distance myself, I should keep it relentless.
My selfishness is what got me here. Who the fuck I'm kidding? So I'ma tell you like I told the last bum Crumbs and pennies, I need all of mine And I recognize this type of hand-handling all the time I got better judgment, I know what niggas hustling Keep in mind, when I was struggling, I did compromise Now I comprehend, I smell grandpa's old message Reeking from your skin, moonshine and gin Nigga you babbling, your words ain't flattering I'm imagining Denzel, but looking at O'Neal Cause I'm in sad thrills, your gimmick is mediocre The jig is up, I see you from a mile away losing focus And I'm insensitive, and I lack empathy He looked at me and said your potential is bittersweet I looked at him and said, heavy nickel is mine to keep He looked at me and said, know the truth, it'll set you free You looking at the Messiah, the son of Jehovah The higher power, the choir that spoke the word The Holy Spirit, the new born I'm a servant of Nazareth and I tell you just how much a dollar cost The price of happiness bought in heaven, embrace your loss, I am God I washed my hands, I said my grace, what more do you want from me?
Tears of a cloud, yes I'm not all what it's meant to be Shades of grey will never change if I condone Turn this page, help me change, to write my own