Flex Arm Hang

They say a hit dog hollers
I ain't gotta say much
They say his bark
Ain't as loud as his bit
We love to fight
I ain't talking in the physical
I'm talking for what's right
On the Tarmac waiting for my plane To take flight
That's in the physical
A metaphor for life
Ain't too far from our peace
But our pies we sacrificed
All the trips that we took
With our wheels out of alignment
Ain't gonna be an ounce of respect
I got to die with
The devil always want someone
To go and dance with
So I get triggered when I hear rappers Romance it
The God I serve
Say you get what you deserve
You reap what you sow
Them bad seeds won't grow
I ain't losing sleep
For bad deed no more
But you change it in your heart
So bad deeds won't show
You stuck on these laughs
And a bunch of these gaffes
Don't let these bars go over your head
Like Giraffes
Put them under your chin
Flex arm hang
Man in the mirror
Gotta make that change
The more clouds you see
The better chance at rain
I guess we all trying to mask that pain
As a land my plane

I got crosses to bear
Deadlines to meet
Documents to sign
And copies of my receipts
Just in case the government
Wanna press delete
I can show you I was fighting
While the rest of y'all was sleep
And in this war
There's no surrender no retreat
No place to kick my feet up
The kitchen got all the heat
Forget super teams
My brothers love to compete
Just waiting in the trenches
For all the action to peak
We praise God
Then we pass the ammunition
No longer am I bound
To all my past decisions
I see two footsteps in the distance
It's my testimony
And I'm here to bear witness