Pitr Patr (feat. Substantial & May Leitz)

Pondering my worth, while I'm wandering the earth
Watch my back 'cause it feels like a target on my shirt
Hard fact, far from clean 'cause we all are from the dirt
Not everyone is manifesting art out of their hurt
Hard not to burst under pressure and lose your cool
Scars on your mental and flesh 'cause the world is cruel
Bars between you and your blessings blocking your jewels
Trying to carve out your own slice of heaven without a tool's
A hell of a job, and what I've seen got me questioning God
Is it all just a facade, my reflection is odd
I don't recognize myself when looking in the mirror
Miss the hunger that I had back when I was a beginner
Trying to be a pillar of strength and the bigger man
But we're natural-born sinners all born with blood on our hands
But all we need is love and a plan and the will to get it
Too scared to bet on ourselves and we're holding the winning ticket
Listen

Pitter-patter of steps up life's ladder
A far from simple matter of will and skill to manage the stress
When life's sadder and so-called friends scatter
We question what matters for real and deal the best that we can
Understand?
And we still might fail though we planned
Even though I fell, still I stand
At the crossroads, wheel in my hands and it's my turn

To make the best or worst of my circumstance
Ain't no dress rehearsals on this stage when it's time to dance
Cans over can'ts, bet on me and advance
But I heard God laughs when a man's making plans
Damn, tell me what's the point if it's truly out my hands
I ain't buying what they selling. I guess I'm gon' take a chance
Do your prayers go unanswered if they're really demands
Where my pain like a lanyard, walk a mile in my vans
See what it's like to be in this life before you judge it
A deviant fight with media hype, you gotta love it!
A hard journey like meteorites waiting to plummet
They watch as it speeds through the night over the trumpet

It's just the pitter-patter of steps up life's ladder.
A far from simple matter of will and skill to manage the stress.
When life's sadder and so-called friends scatter
We question what matters for real and deal the best that we can.
Understand?
And we still might fail though we planned
Even though I fell, still I stand
At the crossroads, wheel in my hands and it's my turn

All that is lost
For once, I am just trapped in a box
Looking for more when none is to come
Broken segments of the world scattered across our land are nothing more than you
Or anyone you know
For I am said god
Now a broken imperfection of what I once was to be
Is now all you can see
But I choose differently
To only see straight

Fighting my inner demons trying to pass my outer limits
Trying to take it higher without relying on any gimmicks
Shine like the magic hour in just a couple of minutes
And hope these lyrics make an impression before I'm finished
To some it's a blinding light to others it is a vision
But we don't see eye to eye, which often leads to division
Looking at the same picture but yet we see something different
I use my mind to see clearer, my heart... help me to listen
But I still ain't figure it all out, I'm all doubt
Sick of putting in this work, I'm about to just call out
But I'm called out by people who listen but rarely call me
Eyewitnesses who I never seen but clearly saw me expand
I'll be damned
I was mad I failed though I planned
Where I am now, ain't where I began
Even though I fell, still I stand and it's my turn

It's just the pitter-patter of steps up life's ladder
A far from simple matter of will and skill to manage the stress
When life's sadder and so-called friends scatter
We question what matters for real and deal the best that we can
Understand?
And we still might fail though we planned
Even though I fell, still I stand
At the crossroads, wheel in my hands and it's my turn