I've been thinking for some time

Maybe I've already been in my prime?

Cause my motivation ain't alive

I feel like I'm paralyzed

Almost like I already died

Now I need to get a nine to five

Maybe it's my style and design?

I hope I make it before my deadline

Dear God, I wonder did you save me?

If all of this real or was I raised by crazies?

If it's true the way I act should steal me from your grace

That when close my eyes salty tears I should taste?

But I don't wanna fall on my knees or on my face

Dad says put God first and everything will fall into place

You teach us "knock on the door and it'll open up"

Well I've been knocking, but I think your door is broken pop?

All these conversations got me thinking

But I only wanna give it a lifetime to let it sink in

I'm having fun right now, riding slow in cruise control

In my own mind making up the rules as I go

Nothing but lies, yeah I was living that

Took me a while, but I got my vision back

Never planed on being your entertainment

But lemme paint you this masterpiece, please lemme paint it

I've been thinking for some time

Maybe I've already been in my prime?

Cause my motivation ain't alive

I feel like I'm paralyzed

Almost like I already died

Now I need to get a nine to five

Maybe it's my style and design?

I hope I make it before my deadline

I'm certain I can't rap forever

But before the curtain call I gotta get my shit together

Never stood firm, I'm my own worst enemy

No need to wonder, I know only God can save me

Yet I'm not driving your way, I like steering

I like taking a couple of wrong turns, I got a selective hearing

But your people love to intervene, change subject and scene

Hand me an epiphany like I need to get clean

I don't like these people, they don't like my freinds

They really don't get why I spend time on some of them

My excuse is, my life is the only Bible they've ever seen

And somehow my friends still let me play on their team

They act like they're healing the sick and raising the dead

Like they fed thousands with two fishes and five loafs of bread

Motherfuckers better be preaching elsewhere instead

I know at some point I'm gonna have to stick to what's real inside of my head

I've been thinking for some time

Maybe I've already been in my prime?

Cause my motivation ain't alive

I feel like I'm paralyzed

Almost like I already died

Now I need to get a nine to five

Maybe it's my style and design?

I hope I make it before my deadline

I'm not a mover and even if I was, don't I at least deserve to be happy at my workplace, cause I'm not

I'm happy here, I'm happy making music, I wish I could make a living of this before I hit my deadline

I've been thinking for some time

Maybe I've already been in my prime?

Cause my motivation ain't alive

I feel like I'm paralyzed

Almost like I already died

Now I need to get a nine to five

Maybe it's my style and design?

I hope I make it before my deadline