Paper-Thin Pacino

[Intro]
-Will you?

[Hook]
Without a doubt, there's pride inside my atrium
Survive the night, my psyche silenced Circadian
Paid my tithes, now I'm hopin' to go erase my sin
But the more I try, feel I'll probably end up disgracin' Him

[Verse]
Paper-thin is my fragile soul, will I die in peace?
I don't know, but I've been tryna find my life through these
And I've been tryna find the right to be part of these spaces
I found my passion, I could start every day wit'
A drive and ambition from Yah, creatin' art that amazes
See it through that I paint my pain through the soul brush
Devil run up on 'em, sumn' wild as Ray Liotta
He gon' leave 'em hunched over with slumped shoulders like Abe Vigoda
Need the God, Father, in all three parts
Baptized by the Pyrotechnician
The Ocean 'round me, think I'm ready to sail these waters
But my boat's been capsized near this island I live in
Why'm I spittin' these lines if nobody can hear it?
Performin' for empty crowds is so disheartenin', I fear it