So many things hidden
So many times I been smitten
I’m hitting on all cylinders
Nonchalant to the fact that I been winning
I don’t know what to make of the fame
You say I changed
But I like to think that I remained the same
I still got a disdain for the injustice
And reverence for the name
I been pondering
I been wandering
Trying to find something I can call as my own
Alone with these thoughts
Known by the holy God
Humbled by the grace that I been shown
And I want to reciprocate
Force the devil into a checkmate
21 years has passed
And this is what I got to say

I can see
That I’m free
When I choose not to
Hate cause it’s easy
Hate cause it’s easy
Bombarded with the lies
Deprived of the truth
Made a fair compromise
To never pull the trigger and shoot
Those who use the sword fall by it
Whether you be a midget or a giant
Finally came to realize
Happiness wouldn’t come
Even If I saw them dying
I’m trying
To make the world a better place
First step in doing so was me not trying to chase
The usual things that makes one covet
I said fuck the gay shit, and I know the children love it
I’m starting to see the power, glory, and fame as rubbish
In God’s eyes, man-made praise is nothing