Thoughts (feat. Sam Ock & J. Han)

Tis the time to tell a tale too tall, take a tip of two cents, from a thought too small. Full of insecurty to the teeth trying to take it. So is bare naked so he thought that he could fake it. And he found fear full of force and fury, Folly fed frailness to future felt glory and faith though famili fell a few feet far. His fickle little heart feels a tad twenty par. The daily dose of daring to do different To make a mark a message, the music may be missing A message of Christ, the message of life, a message a day, Your message that would burn through the night. I'm trying to understand as a young man, how to reconcile the christ of me of who I really am? So you call it up, but it's me your music form, To give glory to god, thats for what I'm born. (Piano) Hmmm, there expecting perfection. So as a fathable man, how do you step with intergrity your excellence those thing are inedidable, Everything your hide away in a crucible. Get festive and broil, your inner tormoil that makes chaos, failure, anger and a bit of holy oil. Ah, as an architect, artist, or an actor, Do you pin the pushing tag before or after. Rigardless what I voted, I'm smassing to pudding If I'm brought fom my release, I'll just regain my footing You can call me Cheezit, you can call me Pony, But you can't deny the skills that on the street that I'd be owning in the labratory Trying to comprehend and tell my story. From my childhood days to my college dormitory. Thus this balancing act, I can't forfeit, Keeps me in check when I'm drifting out in orbit. (Piano) Hey yo I'm feeling like a giant, taller than Goliath. Not because I'm big, but because I'm rapping IAM. I used to be about only me, so defiant. Till I gave my life away, now I find that I am flyin' even higher than the sky, I'm soarin' through the galaxies. Fire in my eyes got summers on the rappin' beat. Inspired by the lines of the words "No Blasphimy" Tired of the sign, put these other rappers after me. Tell me whats an aftermath, i feel like it's a tragedy? The topic these rapper rap about so casually. Sex, money, drugs morally decapitating. Everything I love, can I wave it gone magically. Huh, cause the children are the casualties, a tall price to pay like the fish fillet from Applebees. I'm all about the honor a standard that I stand for, Higher that the standard is the standard that demands more. And I'ma meet the quota a new breed of rapper, That'll change all the negativity the rapper shown us. In an industry full of travel means to make a profit, Is an MC under menzalee speaking as a profit. Overwhelm the nonsence I could care less, If I can make you shake your booty, but your soul remains unblessed. Thats the reason why I spit into the best of my ability forever I'll be killin' these beats yes.