You couldn’t run fast enough
Trapped at a crossroad, we ain’t talking rap from thugs
Bones in harmony, crack at once
You’ve passed the pastor point; you say you’re a catholic huh?
How strong are those convictions when you don’t need something?
You pray every night, but tell me what you believe, hunter
Planes crashing to death, family battles with health,
And all you worry bout is passing a test?
Put that to perspective, it’s selfish – your past is a mess
You pick and choose when it’s cool to be mad at yourself
When it’s convenient you’re the good guy, moral to a fault
But sometimes, the good lies dormant in your heart
Too often, you store it in a jar
And explode on a joke and choke those who normally are fond
Overanalyze everything; anxiety elevates your heart rate
Trying to meditate… level blame on anybody that ain’t you
But when the chance presents itself you’re drawing a blank, dude
It’s right in front of you, step up and make it known
Or complain what you want isn’t served right up to you
Too embarrassed to take a chance when you have it
Get crazy mad in a panic complaining out with your habits
But do nothing it fix it, just stuck in a rut, fuck, it’s one of his tendencies
To be comfortable chilling, rather than working for the stuff that he wishes
Would come to existence, that’s fucking pathetic
I mean there’s like a love song every tape you sell
And they’re all about different girls, you say it well
Like you write about it, every single time you pouted
Yet it’s like a nicer habit, cause in a way it helps you date yourself
Let’s be honest, you don’t want love, you want the idea
A reason everyone could stop with the criticism
Friends saying you should smile, yeah, nice tip
Your crooked smile shows the chip that bit ya lip on
Even the trip you went on, what are you risking on it?
You didn’t even contribute to what the tickets costing
Is this a game to you? What’s the plan, do you
Take a trip hoping that you come back a brand new you?
Paying 80 grand through you to grad schooling
But that route you have choose has limited the paths to you
The cash looping in and out of the system
You’re damn foolish if your plan is to finish
And take a bachelor’s minimum wage track and committing
To fast food ing while you practice your writtens
Yeah, right....I can see it now
All smiles on the outside, but doubt lies deeper down

Teeter totter with confidence like’s challenging
Falling over the edge of your own sanity
Fuck what they tell em, you struggle to grow
And maintain a level head as you juggle em both
The good times and bad, as it’s damaging everything you loved
Give into it, and jump on the balance beam