Reflection
Reflection, praying for some protection
If I end up veering and straying from my ascension
A tendency for steering myself in the wrong direction
Please keep me from all the bad vibes and deception
Redemption, ever since my conception
Feels like I've been paying for sins of a past life
These moments we grasp tight
And hope that we don't regret them
All these blessings and lessons, I won't forget them
Confessions, some feelings I've been surpressing
But if it's meant to be, it'll be cuz it's destined
So I just go with the flow, I'm no longer stressing
Sick of searching, trying to find answers to all these questions
Possessions, don't always equal progression
I used to be
Filled with anger, hate and aggression
Depression
Played havoc with my perception
Hindered my expression
But now I sit here reflecting
Just trying to clear these thoughts
Trying to free my mind
But my path is laid out
If I just read the signs
But I think I lost my way
I probably need a sign
Just trying to get myself straight
I need to realign
But I ain't sticking to the script
I read between the lines
I know my flaws
Jealousy, rage, greed and pride
How come sinning
Tends to be when we most feel alive
But we can better ourselves
Yeah all we need is time
Yeah
Just reminiscing on past days
As more and more roaches fill up these ash trays
As the Henney and lemonade in the glass drains
I'm just sitting and praying, hoping that rap pays
I'm old school, but ain't focusing on my past grades
Cuz more often than not, I never passed grades
But still I grew up around plenty class A's
Back in my teenage years, that was a mad phase
A lesson planner with lyrics scrawled on the back page
Watching Up In Smoke, dreaming of being on that stage
Last scene of 8 Mile, rhyming to Onyx - Last Days
Gaining experience, trying to get all my stats raised
I'm grateful for all these paths paved
By the legends that led me straight to this rap game
Still trying to fuck, and give lady luck
My last name
Cuz I've spent years just reaching and trying to grasp fame
To no avail, maybe I'm prone to fail
And that's why all those close to me go and bail
It's just the same old story
All pain no glory
But I deserve some credit
The way I came up surely
Almost gave up purely
Due to impatientness
And the fact it seems not too many are rating this
Got me feeling like
Why the fuck am I even making this
I don't know
What more can I really say I'm just
Trying to clear these thoughts
Trying to free my mind
But my path is laid out
If I just read the signs
But I think I lost my way
I probably need a sign
Just trying to get myself straight
I need to realign
But I ain't sticking to the script
I read between the lines
I know my flaws
Jealousy, rage, greed and pride
How come sinning
Tends to be when we most feel alive
But we can better ourselves
Yeah all we need is time
If I end up veering and straying from my ascension
A tendency for steering myself in the wrong direction
Please keep me from all the bad vibes and deception
Redemption, ever since my conception
Feels like I've been paying for sins of a past life
These moments we grasp tight
And hope that we don't regret them
All these blessings and lessons, I won't forget them
Confessions, some feelings I've been surpressing
But if it's meant to be, it'll be cuz it's destined
So I just go with the flow, I'm no longer stressing
Sick of searching, trying to find answers to all these questions
Possessions, don't always equal progression
I used to be
Filled with anger, hate and aggression
Depression
Played havoc with my perception
Hindered my expression
But now I sit here reflecting
Just trying to clear these thoughts
Trying to free my mind
But my path is laid out
If I just read the signs
But I think I lost my way
I probably need a sign
Just trying to get myself straight
I need to realign
But I ain't sticking to the script
I read between the lines
I know my flaws
Jealousy, rage, greed and pride
How come sinning
Tends to be when we most feel alive
But we can better ourselves
Yeah all we need is time
Yeah
Just reminiscing on past days
As more and more roaches fill up these ash trays
As the Henney and lemonade in the glass drains
I'm just sitting and praying, hoping that rap pays
I'm old school, but ain't focusing on my past grades
Cuz more often than not, I never passed grades
But still I grew up around plenty class A's
Back in my teenage years, that was a mad phase
A lesson planner with lyrics scrawled on the back page
Watching Up In Smoke, dreaming of being on that stage
Last scene of 8 Mile, rhyming to Onyx - Last Days
Gaining experience, trying to get all my stats raised
I'm grateful for all these paths paved
By the legends that led me straight to this rap game
Still trying to fuck, and give lady luck
My last name
Cuz I've spent years just reaching and trying to grasp fame
To no avail, maybe I'm prone to fail
And that's why all those close to me go and bail
It's just the same old story
All pain no glory
But I deserve some credit
The way I came up surely
Almost gave up purely
Due to impatientness
And the fact it seems not too many are rating this
Got me feeling like
Why the fuck am I even making this
I don't know
What more can I really say I'm just
Trying to clear these thoughts
Trying to free my mind
But my path is laid out
If I just read the signs
But I think I lost my way
I probably need a sign
Just trying to get myself straight
I need to realign
But I ain't sticking to the script
I read between the lines
I know my flaws
Jealousy, rage, greed and pride
How come sinning
Tends to be when we most feel alive
But we can better ourselves
Yeah all we need is time
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Writer(s): M. Hand
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