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Kevin Demetri Wiley
Kevin Demetri Wiley
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Dare to believe in dreams Ask and receive If this world is what I've made it Then what has it maken me A boy that's afraid to fail Who had pressure the size of seeds That grew into something greater His roots have become the leaves He's been blind to the fact Can't see the forest for trees Trying to save the world Is what left him in desperate need Now he's on his knees And he's talking to the savior Lord this might not be your language Do you answer broken prayers I don't mean to beg for it But shit could really use a favor I ain't been to church in years But how can one measure grateful On a search for solutions I'm desperate for restitutions Cause what granny gave communion Could have funded this institution I'm not here to contradict Whatever future's for me But shit what's in store I could use for free Cause I've been down on my luck Look seconds from giving up Man depression is a bitch And shawty she thick ass fuck Trying to drown out these thoughts They just keep swimming up If I don't find the answer quick Then click the chambers freeing up See you on the other side I need an answer to this why If these racist fuckers need mercy God damn I look so do I We were Made in your image You perfect Well who decides Are these school shootings your doing Or viewing it do you cry Why is half the population in places With no supplies Watch a mother's heart get broken The moment her baby dies Look forgive me for my tone It's wrong But I've been feeling like I've made this far on my own In moments I've called your name You've been so quick to silence the phone Then blessings were given to niggas I know be living wrong I try to mind mine Cause they teach us to each his own Just never how to stay lit When the party's dark and alone These demons I've been fighting They mimic the devil's tone Yelling fella you know This shit would be better If you was gone Know it's rooted in evil But honestly, I believe em Been a burden I deserted the joy To provide my people Though I'm hurting I've been working on Making myself more see through Just trying to understand why It's you who they tell me speak to... Dear lord... I come to you broken I come to you scared I come to you afraid I come to you because... I just... Fuck it
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