God Damn

God damn
Man it's crazy what the mind could do
How it can manifest feelings from
Deep inside of you
How what you think can determine your every move
The mood that you in
And reasons for why you do what you do
It can help to raise your vibration
Or Plummet it to your tomb
With triggers and overthinking when negative thoughts consume
On days you feel nothings working
Feel worthless out of tune
With the same old song and dance
While these harmony's fill the room
Loved ones hittin here in silence
As they hear a mother sobbing
With a hand upon a casket
And a pulse that's fully throbbing
And a son rubbing her back in comfort
Keeping it together
For the family
Cause he's still in shock
With storms he'll have to weather
In the future
And pops that wish he could've done more
All his efforts were valiant ones
That's in the eyes of the lord
While I'm here posted in the back
Feeling anxious and out of sorts
Cause my man's was 28
With a future but cut it short
Why is the only question murmured thru
The lips of every viewer
Looking for a solid answer
To point out an evil doer
One can look for rhyme or reason
But could never step in shoes
Of another persons fitting
It's what leaves em all confused but he said

God damn
God damn
Shit looking different
From the place I stand
Like something missing
From this whole life span
But I keep on moving forward
For my life man
God damn
God damn
Shit looking different
From the place I stand
I been resistant
But I know I can
Make a difference

I use to spit for myself
But I see that changing
Still use my rhymes to vent
But always aim to have you thinking
32 years and counting
Of experience and sinking
To a pit of doom
While looking for some action
Now I'm swinging like a boxer
My head was filled with dread
But ain't no Rasta
Still fighting off my Demons
And I'm slaying every monster
Still working on my goals
And I had to divide and conquer
But letting go is hard
When absence makes my heart grow fonder
So I'm grasping for some straws
Chasing status
And what it can bring
But didn't think to realize
That hustle culture was a thing
How we do whatever
To get whatever we crave
Yet it still won't be enough
To replace the void we create
From feeling we're not enough
So we put a bunch on our plate
Till the stresses of life catch up
And your passions feel like a plague
Rome wasn't built in a day
Successes isn't minute made
But the process is hard to digest
When progress is microwaved
When being fake is a norm
And highlight reels are in your face
And you judge yourself based on others
So you look for an escape
No one has it all together
Bro, I wish you would have known
That You were special to people
Who loved you, but now your gone
Yet he said

God damn, God damn
God damn, God damn
God damn, God damn
God damn, God damn
God damn, God damn
God damn, God damn
God damn, God damn
God damn

God damn
God damn
Shit looking different
From the place I stand
Like something missing
From this whole life span
But I keep on moving forward
For my life man
God damn
God damn
Shit looking different
From the place I stand
I been resistant
But I know I can
Make a difference