Afraid

Yeah
Can I bare my soul?

Nothin' seems to go the right way unless it's down
I'm just prayin' it's the right way I'm headed now
Nothin' seems to go the right way unless it's down
Bring it back
Nothin' seems to go the right way unless it's down
I'm just prayin' it's the right way I'm headed now
Nothin' seems to go the right way unless it's down
Still I keep on moving' ahead

Look
Can I admit I'm afraid?
Can I admit my second guessin'?, afraid I'ma say
The wrong thing that'll make 'em leave me and see me a way
That's different than the perception that's with me today
Can I be afraid?
Look
Just the other day, they killed our nigga Nip
Got all my nigga's out here stressin' bout what they can give
Text message from all 'em sayin' be safe for real
I pray it last when that time of mourn no longer here
Mornin' after, my soul feel outta balance
Listenin' to those who only speak when somethin' happen
Preach on shit
That don't agree with shit
That they be rappin'
Then wonder why we hesitate
To put it in to everyday, livin'
Tryna know the true definition of worthy
Will she leave me if I'm still chasin' dreams at age thirty?
Will he bleed me if I make it out while he was needin' mercy?, I
Just need to know your intentions
Not the way I intended
To lose another one to show me what's real
Rest in Peace my nigga Will
Just know that the dream will not, ever fade
Told me that my shit will bring him better days
His dad too was livin' in murky water like Everglades
I wrote this in a time that I'm lost
I need a remote location just to channel my thoughts
I'm battlin', demons, strangers
Built up anger
Bein' a savior
Not guaranteed to see later, limited favors
Keep it silent when they act out
I know they only pick you up to throw you back down
My background, divided in two
When half of me don't give a fuck
The other side really do
I need to get closer to God again
Get closer to Mama them
Get back to the ground where I walk amongst the common men
Look 'em in the eyes
Show 'em that I'm no different
The trap of the industry, lately got my soul shiftin'
I'm just ventin'
Like A/C inside the south when the summer bled
Mama scratchin' lottery tickets to get ahead
Tryna understand the root of why the family fled
But then I thought
Even Last Supper had bread
So, tell me why I'm supposed to be the only one without some paper
My nigga's used to tell me
That they gotta catch me later
But nowadays, ain't no promise
Who gon' make it back
I can gain it all and lose myself
I'm more afraid of that
Damn