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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