[Hook]
What if the chains that are on me break free
What if the world that I see is blurry
I don't really wanna fall again
I don't really wanna fall again
What if the person in the mirror ain't me
What if the changes that I made I can't see
I don't really wanna fall again
I don't really wanna fall again (So I'm screamin')
God bless my soul
God bless my soul
God bless my soul
God bless my soul
[Verse 1]
Some people sell their soul to Satan
I sold mine to God
Stopped rappin' about luxuries
To try and even the odds
Now you can say that I'm wack
And I can say that I'm not
But there's a thin line
Between bragging and proving you wrong
What if I told you that all along
I had made this song for one purpose
A bitter excuse for me to put work in
Whether it's pointless or worthless
Im glad that I had done this
From fact to fiction, I'm killin' off the assumption
That every rapper you hear on the radio is not redundant
If my soul was a fund raiser
Lord knows it would never be funded
Cause as a kid. scissors is what I would run with
Not literally but metaphorically
I've had enough of it
Brag about your kitchen
Im more concerned with whats in your oven and
Please stop b*tchin'
She takes my paycheck like the government can