THE BOOK OF CAIN

Unattended Pain Makes Us Act In Mysterious Uh, yeah Back when I was young homie I ain't have no fun homie I ain't have no funds either I was eating crumbs homie Living in suburban, while my heart Was in the slums homie Taking care of granny While my cousins on the run homie Battling depression Growing in my adolescence Took for me to feel pain To finally see my blessing Growing up a kid I always thought that I was lesser Drowning in a sea of doubts, my spirit under pressure I can fill up an empty river with my tears A flood of unspoken pain, travels through the years Pain severe, judgment from peers Questioned why I am here Disappear into abyss, dealing with constant fear Been feeling like a target on my back Fighting demons, now my soul under attack God is watching, seeing how I will react Traumatized for years, the pain got me trapped Got jumped on 7 mile Thinking why nobody helping me Little did I know, that it would feed into anxiety Quietly got lost in myself Bad insecurities has made me live my life in a shell Tainted my purity Maturity was measured in wealth Nobody telling me the reason for the pain that I felt So they just let me bleed Had to learn that my healing was a just state of mind Search for peace in the Church, but salvations hard to find The world is destined for fate This the Lord of the Flies Blind leading the blind And I don't feel alive Target on my back I don't feel alive Working hard to adapt I don't feel alive Feel I'm under attack I don't feel alive I don't feel alive I don't feel alive Feel I'm under attack I don't feel alive Working hard to adapt I don't feel alive Target on my back I don't feel alive I don't feel alive You ever looked in the mirror and saw a stranger Feel endangered Mad at the world Got so much anger I don't even love myself How can I love thy neighbor No matter how much love that I show The hate is greater On this evil earth Took for me to lose it all just to see my worth I been looking at life from two different sides A Gemini Ignoring all the pain, so it magnified Classified as a outsider Similar to Kanye West with his mouth wired Meant for higher purpose and a higher calling Reality of life is haunting Hard to see the sunshine When all you see is rain falling So I close my eyes while reaching for the stars Know I'll have to burn to truly heal these scars I meditate in the dark, pray to God for a sign But I'm not hearing his voice and I don't feel alive Target on my back I don't feel alive Working hard to adapt I don't feel alive Feel I'm under attack I don't feel alive I don't feel alive I don't feel alive Feel I'm under attack I don't feel alive Working hard to adapt I don't feel alive Target on my back I don't feel alive I don't feel alive Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system At the tone, please record your message When you are finished recording You may hang up or press one for more options Hey...what's up big fella, this dad man Hey Something I need to let you know about man is that The crazy thing about people who don't like you Is that they continue to watch everything that you do And even your critics You know, regarding them Your critics can see you walking on water And what they'll say is Oh, he's only doing that because he can't swim The nerve of haters