Pitr Patr (feat. Substantial & May Leitz)

Pondering my worth, while I'm wandering the earth Watch my back 'cause it feels like a target on my shirt Hard fact, far from clean 'cause we all are from the dirt Not everyone is manifesting art out of their hurt Hard not to burst under pressure and lose your cool Scars on your mental and flesh 'cause the world is cruel Bars between you and your blessings blocking your jewels Trying to carve out your own slice of heaven without a tool's A hell of a job, and what I've seen got me questioning God Is it all just a facade, my reflection is odd I don't recognize myself when looking in the mirror Miss the hunger that I had back when I was a beginner Trying to be a pillar of strength and the bigger man But we're natural-born sinners all born with blood on our hands But all we need is love and a plan and the will to get it Too scared to bet on ourselves and we're holding the winning ticket Listen Pitter-patter of steps up life's ladder A far from simple matter of will and skill to manage the stress When life's sadder and so-called friends scatter We question what matters for real and deal the best that we can Understand? And we still might fail though we planned Even though I fell, still I stand At the crossroads, wheel in my hands and it's my turn To make the best or worst of my circumstance Ain't no dress rehearsals on this stage when it's time to dance Cans over can'ts, bet on me and advance But I heard God laughs when a man's making plans Damn, tell me what's the point if it's truly out my hands I ain't buying what they selling. I guess I'm gon' take a chance Do your prayers go unanswered if they're really demands Where my pain like a lanyard, walk a mile in my vans See what it's like to be in this life before you judge it A deviant fight with media hype, you gotta love it! A hard journey like meteorites waiting to plummet They watch as it speeds through the night over the trumpet It's just the pitter-patter of steps up life's ladder. A far from simple matter of will and skill to manage the stress. When life's sadder and so-called friends scatter We question what matters for real and deal the best that we can. Understand? And we still might fail though we planned Even though I fell, still I stand At the crossroads, wheel in my hands and it's my turn All that is lost For once, I am just trapped in a box Looking for more when none is to come Broken segments of the world scattered across our land are nothing more than you Or anyone you know For I am said god Now a broken imperfection of what I once was to be Is now all you can see But I choose differently To only see straight Fighting my inner demons trying to pass my outer limits Trying to take it higher without relying on any gimmicks Shine like the magic hour in just a couple of minutes And hope these lyrics make an impression before I'm finished To some it's a blinding light to others it is a vision But we don't see eye to eye, which often leads to division Looking at the same picture but yet we see something different I use my mind to see clearer, my heart... help me to listen But I still ain't figure it all out, I'm all doubt Sick of putting in this work, I'm about to just call out But I'm called out by people who listen but rarely call me Eyewitnesses who I never seen but clearly saw me expand I'll be damned I was mad I failed though I planned Where I am now, ain't where I began Even though I fell, still I stand and it's my turn It's just the pitter-patter of steps up life's ladder A far from simple matter of will and skill to manage the stress When life's sadder and so-called friends scatter We question what matters for real and deal the best that we can Understand? And we still might fail though we planned Even though I fell, still I stand At the crossroads, wheel in my hands and it's my turn