Letras
What's left,
When dreams no longer
Serve a purpose
And hope no longer surface
Prayer worthless like god's serpents
Then I promise, yes I promise
Trust I vow till death
I'll be situated
And that's even after my last breath
As I step into my future
Mute the ills, the past times
The last cry
The last time I shed and ask "why?"
The lies dried up
With the river of tears
No more fear from here
Everything is crystal clear
Adhere to the mission
While you listen and vision
The incision of intuition
Imparting from wisdom
What is the purpose
What we searching for
Hoping for more
When everything could be waiting
Outside of that door
But outside is like war
An anti-safe haven
Cause society's sore
Have no interest in soul saving
And it rottens the core
Disappointing amazing grace
Cause we filled with hate
And it's such a disgrace
But as such within faith
They say anything's possible
The healing of sickness
Without venture into a hospital
Pro-fit-ta-ble it's become
Help for select ones
While the poor living pissy
Restricted to slums
Burns the outcome
Seems ideal to some young
Youth not knowing truth
Or you not knowing you
Got me staring at the world
Through my rearview
Questioning every single act
Tryna get a clear view
In lue of being born to die
So why try living
In something that's really more
Than a visual prison
Intuition significant
And way pass prevalent
Insight magnificent
Never becoming irrelevant
Thought pattern intelligent