Throughout life's quest we encounter obstacles and stress
Frustrated, we search for shortcuts and easier routes
Straying away from the road less traveled
Our fascinations become falsified
Through fabrications and awful lies
Deceptions is here but have no fear
The light shines in even the darkest of tunnels
Embark on the right path and you will embrace the aftermath

Change! Can we change?
That's up to you...
You know the right thing to do
Will you fall for madness
Or understand your brilliance
Follow me on this pilgrimage
We will defeat this mirage we call a world
Every human falls victim to the illusion
Betraying belief and following delusion
Instead of asking why, look in the sky
Keep faith in what's true
The answer will come to you

I've been here this whole time
Guiding many lost minds
To do what is right
And every night
I visit people
Displaying
Their worst fears
And greatest ambitions
If your ego confuses you
Don't get scared
Just confront
And acknowledge
Who I am...
Your conscious

Yo I'm tryna hear some new lines, some true lines
Maybe in this darkness I can see the Blue Sky
Like Common Sense, tryna get us out the dirt my friends
But instead, we choose to listen to those who abuse
Those that sound like an alarm clock snooze
Brainless, in ten minutes we'll hear the same ****
Y'all love to make music? That's not what it seems
Cause its apparent to the people, you had a dream
But betrayed that dream once you saw some C.R.E.A.M.
All that paper for a couple of lame joints and some haters
I wanna hear a rhyme about the government, or at least the truth
Like how it's our time to shine a light for the youth
That way, one day, they'll know that wisdom is what we follow
So they can stay away from the darkness before it swallows
Cause once you get in it, there ain't no escaping
From the sky scrapin', paper chasin, devastation, soul deflation
That can occur with the exchange of only a few words
Its absurd how so many let producers be the choosers
You may win that Grammy, but to us you're still losers
Now tell me, is that how it has to be? Cause actually,
The artist that works the hardest never get credit
What I loved so much is no longer respected
So unless you to plan to change and stop fronting
Do us all a favor and don't say nothing

Fill that cup up, I'll be back in five
It's been a long time since I've been high
Or should I say low? This is a depressant
I've been clean for weeks, did I mention?
Well that all changed, once I stepped in
This bar and entered another dimension
One shot, two shot, three shot, four
In just a few hours, ten ******* more
One shot, two shot, three shot, four
In just a few hours, I awake on the floor

Looking back, I would've never thought I would be here.
But it feels good to be calm and finally see clear.
One day this will all be a memory of a new life.
The one thing I have learned is that I want to do right.

Walking into a room I know all too well
Pretending I don't want what's inside-
Temptation is a cruel monster that eats me
Yet I've trained myself to lie so well
Everybody believes me when I declare...
"I don't do this stuff anymore."

The truth about dreams:
Dreams can be reality
if we just **believe.

I'm at a party and think of this
The fact that we exist
is something fascinating

**Through all the nights fabricating
I'm left with this thought
The night's lesson has been taught:

*The fact that my conception
is a result of my soul
competing in a race
with millions of others
and winning
is absolutely reason enough
to believe

These replacement refs
make me ask myself this question:
*"Could this league be fixed!?!"

Birds are meant to fly
Humans are meant to love
and when both of us die
We'll be free up above

So what if a bird is grounded?
And what if a human doesn't want to love?
What if he doesn't know how?
Does that make him wrong?

My mother told me,
"God loves us all"
and I believe her.

I love God, I love life
The part I'm confused with
is loving another life.

I know God loves me
so it should be easy
for people to love me too.

However I'm still questioning
How can I feel this reciprocation?
Loving and being loved
are hard things to balance...

I want to be like the birds,
flying high in the sky
I want to fall in love
and be loved before I die.

I got butterflies,
for the first time in many years,
feeling your embrace.

"It's the little things
in our lives that can either
make or break our day."

Lady Wisdom calls
upon us, but we ignore
her useful advice...

I happen to remember a writer
One that didn't hide from creativity
And that scribbled his chicken scratch
Whether it was shame or glory.

I happen to remember a writer
One that dribbled with a ball point pen
On the court of composition
And his unique game was his story.

I happen to remember a writer
One that was afraid to speak
So he wrote his thoughts on pages
And it didn't matter if it would flow.

I happen to remember a writer*
One that shared his voice
With the world and helped others-
I wonder where he decided to go?

"Life's a ***** and then you die
That's why we get high/Because you don't
know when you're gonna go"