Mental Conundrum

Growing up in a polluted system, Gives you wisdom

The urge to fit in the molds while dodging prisons

And to add to that, half of your men

Are sitting in them

It's like you're dreaming 20/20, but you got blurry vision

Well, let me crochet as I move between the lines of life

Yeah, they stabbed me in the back, but I supplied

The knife

That's why I don't follow hype, cause hype could die tonight

Let these words hit your cerebellum and give

You life

See, when I stay to myself, people don't get it

My social battery is yet to find a charger

To fit it

One homie graduate, the other acquitted

I'll admit it, through good or bad times I'm screaming, homie, you did it

Looking for direction, fighting through rejection

Insecure thoughts, so I go and buy a section

Just to show the haters what I'm really not

Hangover hit my head when I punch the clock

Out here flexing and finessing for everybody to see

Why you moving out position of what you destined to be

Can't lie, sometimes it's the silent phases for me

Cause people speaking on your blessing will have you stressing for free

We all come to this place Where we have a conundrum

Where we're indecisive of who we are

We predicate ourselves through an identity that lacks introspection

We deny going into the depths of our soul

Cause it mirrors what we've always hidden But the deeper we go, the more the light shines