This Is Where I Belong

[Hook: ANNA]

I can't go on
If You're not by my side
And I can't sleep alone
Since You walked out that night
Please don't let me go
Cuz this is where
This is right where You belong
Right where You belong

[Verse 1]

On this marble floor I sit today
Estranged by those closest to me
Healthy, but labeled deranged
It's inhumane
I'm startled by the marvel that is my soul's burning flame
Yeah, I've lost everything
One desk to my name
But I won't quit unless you put a bullet in me at rangе
My father's dead and gone
My mothеr all but the same
Both ruined by the disorder the afflicts my brain
No amount of medicine that courses through these veins
Will change
The curse of being born under this name
My progeny
Taken from me
Labeled by society
As incompetent to raise a family
My only legacy left
These songs that I sing
This fight is my crusade
Generation after generation
These bricks under laid
My Sons will fight it one day, I'm afraid

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

There's no accolade
Worth the pain
Caused by the cut left by this genetic blade
My head tells me to quit
But I've got too much to say
Not just for them, but for me
My Family
Tries to talk sense into me
But they cannot dissuade
So I'll continue to play this game of life
I was labeled insane by my Wife
Cut off from my friends
Because my views differed from society
No label
No stigma
No course of action
Will deter me from rapping
From spitting the Truth
From my vessels inflamed
It's strange that this quest for fame
Led me to nothing but shame and pain
It's insane
What I've done in the name
Of going against the grain
I've strained to change the way the game is played
Surrounded by people who claim
To abstain from the Truth

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

To be real, I disdained the saints
But I'm constrained by a reality:
Preacher's grandson full of imperfection
My mother cursed me
In reality, I'm just a drug addict's reflection
This life has tried to break me
But I've kept moving forward
The court's ordered
That I take pills because a doctor deemed I was disordered
Two years ago all I had to my name was a recorder
I walked the streets alone
God my only supporter
Strayed so far from the norm
My imagination drew nothing but scorn
Told me I was sick
When I found myself in Truth
A mic and a piece of paper are all I need
No mother
No children
It's all the same
Rearrange my brain
And let me tell the same thing to you
That I learned in the drain
In the drain

[Hook]