Unpacking
This trial by fire
Where u melt
Or refine
When u throw in the towel
That's when u choosing to die
How we measure our power
Has been skewed by the lie
Tryna center my hours
Around my purpose in life
Tryna level up ours
Without indulging in mine
But damn I love pussy fam
And love gettin high
Can't help but love
Bussin a nut
And wastin my time
I can't call her no slut
Because that title is mine
Least a hoe goin get paid
I'm just feeding desires
Least they knowin the game
I been playin this blind
Knowing I'm not my name
I tell her scream it out loud
Invisible chains
My soul a slave to my mind
Conviction by jury
But this not by my peers
They've never seen what I seen
They never lived how I live
They say that Jesus will save
But I found what got him killed
And ever since then
I been moving in a different real
Different realm
Y'all be livin like a movie reel
Yall Fake as hell
We to that point that we can't wait for them to get it now
Remember that we tried to use our voice
But Had no choice
Fuck it
Just shut it down
So here we are
Outside ya mamas house
In your family's yard
Picket signs
Oh the power of the word mouth
And the hand of God
Tried to find myself
Then I found it all
And then I fall
Further and further
From what we are
The curtain is closin
The plane is takin off
You can't find no closure
Because u still holdin on
Where u melt
Or refine
When u throw in the towel
That's when u choosing to die
How we measure our power
Has been skewed by the lie
Tryna center my hours
Around my purpose in life
Tryna level up ours
Without indulging in mine
But damn I love pussy fam
And love gettin high
Can't help but love
Bussin a nut
And wastin my time
I can't call her no slut
Because that title is mine
Least a hoe goin get paid
I'm just feeding desires
Least they knowin the game
I been playin this blind
Knowing I'm not my name
I tell her scream it out loud
Invisible chains
My soul a slave to my mind
Conviction by jury
But this not by my peers
They've never seen what I seen
They never lived how I live
They say that Jesus will save
But I found what got him killed
And ever since then
I been moving in a different real
Different realm
Y'all be livin like a movie reel
Yall Fake as hell
We to that point that we can't wait for them to get it now
Remember that we tried to use our voice
But Had no choice
Fuck it
Just shut it down
So here we are
Outside ya mamas house
In your family's yard
Picket signs
Oh the power of the word mouth
And the hand of God
Tried to find myself
Then I found it all
And then I fall
Further and further
From what we are
The curtain is closin
The plane is takin off
You can't find no closure
Because u still holdin on
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Writer(s): Cory Rymal
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