B/Chriss - Questions Lyrics

Questions, questions
This is real

Dear Chriss, let's begin with this session
On your thoughts and the things you continue to question
What if a broken home is causing you stress
Can you be strong during all the drama and mess
What would you do if your stuck in the middle
Will you choose to carry on or keep crying a little
When people ask how you're doing do you say you're okay
Or do you cover up the pain and let them walk away, ugh
What's been keeping you awake
Is it something you chase or something you forsake
Are you gonna get annoyed when people ask about your race
Why do you feel your pigment is so hard to embrace
Chriss, how do you view life
Is it filled with greatness or riddled with strife
Will the questions stay the same as you get older
Why you bearing all these burdens on your shoulders, B

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B/Chriss will you fight this temptation
Or let sex distort and become your fixation
Will you always have these lustful thoughts
Are you sick of listening to lies and always getting caught
Why does the world crave women being degraded
And why do you view and keep saying that you hate it
Do you think the struggle goes away once you find a wife
Will you devote yourself to her or try to split it with the sites
Are you gonna walk a victor or a victim
Are you living like Christ and how do you depict Him
Do you recognize the problem
Will your eyes lead you to a screen hoping to solve em'
Are you gonna forget about your mission
Would you be willing to open up about an addiction
What are people gonna think when they hear this
The truth doesn't hide so there's nothing to fear Chriss

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Why don't you put in to practice what you preach
Will your raps motivate or just be words on a beat
Will you struggle to stay humble
If people know your name will the fame cause you to crumble
Will you always be a Christian rapper
Will music always be a goal that your chasing after
What if everything you want you never get
Will you put the pen down walk away and call it quits
How will you define your success
Record deal, sold out shows, or paychecks
Why do you always think you'll fail
Why are you and self doubt running parallel
Are you gonna use the gift that you were given
Or will the comments you sift through keep you from being driven
Will this artistry augment
Welcome to my mind and the sound of my conscience

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