I gain and I gain, tryna refrain from the traumas in my brain, oh what am I to do? I gain and I gain, tryna refrain from the pain and the traumas in my brain, oh what am I to do? Give it to Jesus, give it up, give it to Jesus, send it up, give it to Jesus, give it up, give it to Jesus, send it up, uh, life check I'm healing from some issues that I'd rather neglect, with all due respect, sometimes I need my space
Sometimes I'd like to create, sometimes I need this safe haven, use art like Wes Craven, but peace of mind is what I'm craving, I understand that you relating, before most artists get to creating, everybody already gotta start hating, before a track is produced, before facts or cap is even written, to be emitting sounds that might leak by the end of the week just' to hear man, that song sounds weak
Damn, that's why I'm on the attack, turning facts into flacs, but it's like, I gain and I gain, tryna refrain from the pain, that's hidden in my brain, oh what am I to do Give it to Jesus, give it up, give it to Jesus, send it up, give it to Jesus, give it up, give it to Jesus, send it up
I gain and I gain trying to refrain from the tramuas that are ..