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Suffering pounces upon my soul,

A burden on my heart—my feelings pay the price.

Suffering pounces upon my soul,

Crying, unannounced, at my self-sacrifice.

Suffering pounces upon my soul,

Your burning wings pierce my heart, leaving a hole.

Losing it all on a rack,

Losing myself for a plaque.

Who are you? Tears in your eyes from a panic attack.

Losing your values over a girl,

Losing it all just because one day you’re too sore.

You better not ever forget the word persistence.

I won’t forgive you if you stand against me with resistance.

That body better not be wasted—you keep it strong.

That mind of yours better not be depleting—keep it on for a con.

That food better not be wasted—you eat it all.

Better not hear ‘bout you—on someone else’s daughter.

Better not hear anymore from you—straighten up.

You better not run to God the Father.

Patience running thin—test me again, and it’s gonna be a slaughter.

If I could wish fear away, I’d rub that bottle up,

And then I’d take two steps—

Now (huh), now (huh),

Now (huh), now (huh).

I’ll prolly die from false promises.

I’ll prolly die walking home from the schoolhouse.

I’ll prolly die ‘cause too many voices are standing out.

I’ll prolly die ‘cause I ain’t know one of these girls set me up.

I’ll prolly die at these house parties.

I’ll prolly die from one day being falsely accused.

I’ll prolly die thinking me and somebody cool,

Or maybe die taking the extra step just for a higher rep.

Or maybe die accused of repping a rival set.

I’ll prolly die from a girl I just met—

Aware of the consequences, but still seeking that rest.

Or maybe die from being too free, thinking that I was blessed,

Or die waiting on my idle rest, moving too slow when I should’ve been fast.

All worries in a hurry—I wish I controlled more.

If I could wish fear away, I’d rub that bottle up,

And then I’d take two steps—

Now (huh), now (huh),

Now (huh), now (huh).

Take me away soon—but not now, ‘cause I’m too happy here.

Right now, I’ve grown accustomed to more fear.

Loss has followed me too much—my soul is filled with plight.

A light follows her, but I’m blinded in sight.

Too many sweets surrounding me—tempted to take a bite.

It’s nothing more than lust, so I’ll continue to fight.

All these skills, but no money—

Is God playing a joke on me?

Am I His knight for the moment,

But Judas the moment I see

An easy lick—just for a hit,

To feel something new in my pit?

Now my biggest fear is losing it all.

Scared to lose my life—any day could lead to my fall.

Scared to live in Section 8, with my girl stressin’.

Working so hard—one day, that money, I’m gon’ be flexin’.

What is a partner? Somebody that’s holding my mind down,

Just to make me think the ideas I used to solve

Now seem perplexing.

That type of shit would make me lose it all.

I’ll start drilling something—off somebody, just to feel something.

Get ill, lose all self-control—just for revenge or something.

I practiced running from fear—guess I had some good luck.

Now, my biggest fear is being judged.

How they look at me reflects on myself,

What they say about me behind those doors,

What they hear about me from others’ lore,

How they perceive my life—from me walking onto messy floors.

I’m talkin’ fear—fear of losing creativity.

I’m talkin’ fear—fear of missing out on the good life.

I’m talkin’ fear—fear of losing you because of my pride,

‘Cause my thoughts involve themselves in things that come from lies.

I’m talkin’ fear—fear that death won’t wait on me no more.

I’m talkin’ fear—fear that our love won’t bind us anymore.

I’m talkin’ fear—fear that I’ll sacrifice you for power or validation.

Fear exists between me and existence,

Pledging to my life without distinction 

or maybe I'm still clinging to my resistance