The REPENTANCE (feat. The Table)

Turn me up in the headphones
Living right to be dead wrong
Pumping pain into rap songs
Little boy tryna act grown
Sent a message, was left on
Read; I guess I'm just slept on
Bled on every track, every rap
every boom and bap, I'm
Tripping from hell and back
I'm sorry, I'm such a mess
Been suffocating on stress
And prolly need me some rest
I'll take it, then second guess
I'll make it, then grow depressed
I'll fake it, like I'm best
Take some pics and then post to flex
I'm losing sight of the purpose
The world, it look like a circus
Been twisted, that's thanks to serpent
It goes to show life ain't perfect
I'm begging for something worth it
Inertia hurting my flourishing
Swerving in different lanes
To refrain from something that's certain
Swerving in different lanes
To refrain from something that's certain
Cuz certainty means commitment
Which means that there's no more quitting
Which means that there's no more switching up
Wishing that my decisions
Could actually come from faith
But control is just in my stitching
Flesh and fear always racing
The taste of power's amazing
I always knew something's missing
Nowadays feel insane
When I say that Church isn't hitting
My heart isn't beating
Why are you distant?
Need me a visit
From God alone, feel the Spirit
I gotta know, do you hear it
I gotta know, can you hear me
Turn me

I'm here all alone
And I don't know where to run
I feel like a slave
But you somehow call me Son
Don't wanna be on my own
And I can't be the only one
I can't be the only one
Can't be the only

Wrote out the math
Slid my pride to the side like an abacus
Remember the atlas
I been far from the son, like the sibling is
Add mo then the dividends
Sum it up, but division lives
How much more can I really give
Beneath the surface of this flesh of mine
Enmeshed with vines
That grow out from the root
I sharpen tooth, there's still a wolf inside
The fur that grows, helps me to hide
I swerve on road
Til' wills collide, who has the drive
I come alive when I have to die
What if the path has truly been laid
And I been
Stuck in the past, I sit with the page
I'm sobbing
Sift through the trash, it's really my pain
Weathered the storm, and left with the reign

I'm here all alone
And I don't know where to run
I feel like a slave
But you somehow call me Son
Don't wanna be on my own
And I can't be the only one
I can't be the only one
Can't be the only

Luis's Flute Solo