The Fog

Driving thru the fog it gets so hard to see
Until it's not and then the mist becomes a part of me
Priding myself on being blessed to be a prodigy
Not thinking to myself what if this world is not for me, I gotta see
Could never live with what ifs
And this music shit been my dream
For as long as I can remember
I had an ultra light beam
On my goals and all my obsessions
And thinking what it could mean
To be famous and to make millions
Not knowing behind the scenes
What's happened for some years
All I'm knowing is what i see
The perfect picture the paint
Is so glamorous and unique
Have fans all over the world
To traveling over seas
Where people view you as gods
And kiss the ground by your feet
From where I stood at on the outside looking in
With all my internal struggles with love and with fitting in
I saw this as opportunity to prove myself to them
That I'm destined for greatness and to be praised and I'm meant to win
It wasn't till I got some recognition for my art,
That I saw just cause I got talent don't mean I can't fall apart
Just because I got a couple fans don't mean I'm taking off
Or that I'm better then the next, cause I can't see beyond the fog shit

And It's nothing against you, but I can't see beyond the fog
Beyond this fog, beyond the fog

In a land of broken dreams and false promises
Hustled souls and the need to receive a following
Most of the people go def and just lack the cognizance
To see the blemishes and mistake it as lack of confidence
All I saw was the rewards it would give me
A potential healing of thoughts from within me
Saying I wasn't good enough until I find a source to force them to give me
The love i craved, but if i falter, will they grow to resent me
It's just reality, if my past was tattered, and it left me battered
With my childhood shattered, and my thoughts are scattered
But became a master of a craft I mastered, as the people gathered
Just to see me plaster, pieces of my soul as if it mattered
If it moves them in a different way then where it was it was originated
And they knew where it really came from then they'd be devastated
Cause All you see is the ackalades of the the artist
Forgetting that they are human with some monsters in they closets
They started as an introvert and then were catapulted
To the spotlight, maybe that was something they never wanted
Now they're brought into a different world they knew they couldn't handle
Under a microscope every moment, where first they love you but then they hate you
If you couldn't meet societal standards
Scrutinizing your lifestyle and putting you in a panic
Finding ways to extort you, and amplifying your flaws
Exposed for interpretation and conversion for all
Till you put a gun to ya head and you leave brains on the floor
And they get to changing their tune
Begin sayin how good you are
Separating the art from the person
To get to play you in rotation
When the person in the arts what really made you
The other side of the coin is when you are given a power you've never had
To abuse em and make decisions
That follow code that you'd never known
Inflating by ya ego
When you nature of goodness is met with trases of evil
When the people around you are no longer viewed as equal
Turn from love to possessions disposable cause they're feeble
Damn
They say before what you wish for
And my choices are burn in a fire pit or recover from a pitfall
Either way I'm faced with adversity
In a state emergency
I emerge with an urgency to to be free
Artistically and holistically
Authentic as can be

I don't wanna become a god no more
I just wanna be me
And It's nothing against you, but I can't see beyond the fog
Beyond this fog, beyond the fog