The Lord will make a way
Guess who's back again, the rapper that
Spills his soul out on every track that his
Hands get on like a pad with pen
I'm here to show y'all where my mind has been
Where my time has went
Where my mind has spent, 4 weeks in a studio rapping sins
That I've gone through, thinking that, half my pain
Could make my next album in
About 4 months, but before you hear my sadness, sit
Down for a mind evaluation, my infatuation, with sadness will
Get me in a bad prison
The Lord will make a way
I won't chill
It's the Lord's will, to have me rap about my pains and make it my career
Might go veer off course but I get back to the point still, even if it takes a day, a month or a whole year
For real, whole life I didn't have a lot
I'm mad I got, 100 different reasons
To say goodbye and stop, but I can't just stop, 'Tis the only thing I love, it's the only thing I got, to vent and cope with depression, it's an unrelenting, frying pot
I've been thinking, maybe I should just quit on life
I've been thinking, Maybe I should just sit on mine
And search for something that will come and make me feel better, still every time happiness comes, sadness goes on sight
I know I should wait cause patience is a virtue
But it's really hard to wait when everything hurts you
I mean I got problems beyond what you's expecting
I know that I make a decent first impression
So good that when people see my cycling depression
They can't believe, I even think of ending it, even think of befriending death
The Lord will make a way
Life is unfair
We sit unaware of the future consequences
We cause ourselves
That we make appear
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The Lord will make a way
Guess who's back again, the rapper that
Spills his soul out on every track that his
Hands get on like a pad with pen
I'm here to show y'all where my mind has been
Where my time has went
Where my mind has spent, 4 weeks in a studio rapping sins
That I've gone through, thinking that, half my pain
Could make my next album in
About 4 months, but before you hear my sadness, sit
Down for a mind evaluation, my infatuation, with sadness will
Get me in a bad prison
The Lord will make a way
I won't chill
It's the Lord's will, to have me rap about my pains and make it my career
Might go veer off course but I get back to the point still, even if it takes a day, a month or a whole year
For real, whole life I didn't have a lot
I'm mad I got, 100 different reasons
To say goodbye and stop, but I can't just stop, 'Tis the only thing I love, it's the only thing I got, to vent and cope with depression, it's an unrelenting, frying pot
I've been thinking, maybe I should just quit on life
I've been thinking, Maybe I should just sit on mine
And search for something that will come and make me feel better, still every time happiness comes, sadness goes on sight
I know I should wait cause patience is a virtue
But it's really hard to wait when everything hurts you
I mean I got problems beyond what you's expecting
I know that I make a decent first impression
So good that when people see my cycling depression
They can't believe, I even think of ending it, even think of befriending death
The Lord will make a way
Life is unfair
We sit unaware of the future consequences
We cause ourselves
That we make appear
Guess who's back again, the rapper that
Spills his soul out on every track that his
Hands get on like a pad with pen
I'm here to show y'all where my mind has been
Where my time has went
Where my mind has spent, 4 weeks in a studio rapping sins
That I've gone through, thinking that, half my pain
Could make my next album in
About 4 months, but before you hear my sadness, sit
Down for a mind evaluation, my infatuation, with sadness will
Get me in a bad prison
The Lord will make a way
I won't chill
It's the Lord's will, to have me rap about my pains and make it my career
Might go veer off course but I get back to the point still, even if it takes a day, a month or a whole year
For real, whole life I didn't have a lot
I'm mad I got, 100 different reasons
To say goodbye and stop, but I can't just stop, 'Tis the only thing I love, it's the only thing I got, to vent and cope with depression, it's an unrelenting, frying pot
I've been thinking, maybe I should just quit on life
I've been thinking, Maybe I should just sit on mine
And search for something that will come and make me feel better, still every time happiness comes, sadness goes on sight
I know I should wait cause patience is a virtue
But it's really hard to wait when everything hurts you
I mean I got problems beyond what you's expecting
I know that I make a decent first impression
So good that when people see my cycling depression
They can't believe, I even think of ending it, even think of befriending death
The Lord will make a way
Life is unfair
We sit unaware of the future consequences
We cause ourselves
That we make appear
Writer: alejandro benavides
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