“The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise.”
Psalms 51:17
At the point where 82% quit
When the future looks slanted
And it’s harder to be candid
To get pass this phase you have to be branded
Back in the day I thought hardworking people get ahead but running in circles is the foolishness breath
Now it’s about standing for something and if your standing is under the standard, your’re standing for nothing
Looking like something beautiful but you’re only an illusion because the world passes away
These riches are elusive
Give me something exclusive
Like being chosen by God
To separate what is reality from the deception of fraud
In need of a lesson my blessings soon came to a stop
Because tears are the best way to fully understand the will of the heart
Although most were content with dying in the dark
Some took that road of pain
turning crying into art