I'm lookin for a savin grace. Searchin for a hope in an ugly place. I find an empty space. I find the same old face lookin in a mirror and I can't relate. Who have I became? I got a beard, no fear, put on some weight, right here. Stopped lookin at what was cool and ignored my peers. I guaranteed a rhyme with reason for years. You thank God for awards and look like fools. Some of the most evil people only talk to God with gold. I give my flesh to the earth, to the truth. I make confessions wit you while im here in the booth, like, Dear You, its been 3 seconds since my last confession and I've been smokin and drankin, and givin nothin up for lenten. I'd rather be real than a phony, yo if there really is a heaven. If you know about everything, what am I even here for repentin? Coulda came to your house a sinner, but I didn't wanna send a bad message. Cause I've had people in mi casa all impropa. Had some offers by some talkers. Ya'll be actin like some stalkers. Watch my every single move. It's Sleepy off the Rockers. No Joe Cocker. I think that I am so smart and I know everything. Well maybe I'm just scarred and I don't trust anything or any being. Most of the time I'm outta my mind. Get some crazy feelings like i'll never get mine. I need some real healing, but I guess that comes with time. I am out here reeling, literally layin it on the line. I'm not talkin the internet. You can find me on the interweb. But I ain't got 8 legs bet the best from me ain't come yet. I promise to these wreck these beats. In other words it's goin south fast. But thats okay cause I enjoy beach and sittin with the sand right under my ass. Not a lot of people spit like this, talkin bout items we don't have. I hate to see rappers hoop dreamin, like high school kids not the top of their class. It's crazy how we'd try to finish to first when in life you really wanna try to last. How many take life for granted? You can breathe, you can think, you can wipe your ass. Take some time and reflect on things. We undervalue values, and overvalue cash. It's not the numbers on your tombstone. It's the impact you made all through your dash.