I think I just may be depressed
Momma praying for the best
Oh Ma
More I get the more the less
Moving like another chess piece I
Mean it when I say I'm stressed
I'm holding
Got to get this off my chest
Annoying
When it comes, what comes with it
Whatever comes, I'm trusting it Lord
No, no, no, no, no, no
I don't need nobody telling me how to feel no
How to think
How to act
What is really real
When it's all said and done
We gone die alone
Stepping backwards
Counting seconds hours
Royal Kings and cowards
Life for money power
Til it's all devoured
Bitter sweetest sound
Sour
Dare to dream build towers
Ripping out like flowers
B rolling the moment slow
Right through the mold
Right through the soul
The coldest storm
A house without a home
Maybe I will become
Picking up every crumb
Hmm
Maybe I'll find a way
And it'll be okay
One day