The weight of my title with you
Gotta earn it, have something I gotta sew
To keep my sanity, I let it flew
And pretend everything is cool, just had a flu

Didn't show my struggles with them
This is something I gotta win
Though  hidding it seems like a sin
I don't know, I just feel it's the right claim

Don't wanna bother anyone else
I can do this, this time by myself
They can't understand the difference
So I store it in my private shelf

I don't want to take the shortcut please
I'll just wait for everything to be real
I know everything will fall on its right place
In Papa God's time and will