No Recognition

[Verse 1]

This sound like the sky is cracking (Ughhh)
Addressing truth is tighter than designer fashion (Ughhh)
The pain comes with delivery a timed contraction (Ughhh)
Their still trynna solve the why like they can’t find the fraction (Ughhh)
I’m blacking out for freedom think it’s Juneteenth (Juneteenth)
Some seeds’ll never grow that was to deep (Jesus)
Ain’t no Mary Bo Peep he don’t lose sheep
Two mill all of that’ll come with being to meek (you know the spirit)

I use to worry bout the recognition
They don't rap about the Christ but they call it Christian
There are some remainders when you have division (talk)
I think it's a Marvel how they lost the vision
(walk by faith)
When they see me I hope they see Christ
When they see me I hope they see Christ

[Verse 2}

Big Star only when I talk about the son (ugh)
Could you imagine trinity forgetting who’s the one (nah)
You hear the way I rap ain’t no forgetting where I’m from (LI)
Never had a silver spoon but I have a silver tongue (its heredity)
I’m a getting money money hater (money hater)
God made me a 100 a created player (Laughter)
I just don’t want to miss the mark like a graded paper (ugh)
The next time they ask you why tell ‘em human nature (why)

I use to worry bout the recognition (nah)
The meanings in the Word that's by definition (Gospel)
Y'all think Gods really looking for the best musician (Whaaa)
When His last one tried to be His competition (huhhh)
When they see me I hope they see Christ
When they see me I hope they see Christ

[Verse 3]

The talks cheap but the Words rich (Words Rich)
All your favorite rappers were some church kids
So many clowns got it feeling like a circus
They still having concerts and call it Sunday service
I'm nervous for the Body epilepsy
I got all my moves from the King Uncle Jesse
Thought that I could kick it in the field it was Messi
I'm holding on I ain't letting go until you bless me (I ain't letting go)

I use to worry bout the recognition
All stars light the world it ain’t a contradiction (let it shine yall)
The writings on the wall it ain’t a superstition
All they do is full of cap like a new magician
Disappear this is not my home we just visit here
Jesus he my twin en n em bronze feet wooly hair
When they see me I hope they see Christ