Half Empty, Half Full

Yeah Oh my gosh, this beat is crazy I got such a good God, here we go Half empty, half full I've been grateful for the chalice I was gifted Take the talents I've been given In the ground is where it isn't Make a mountain of Saint Helens from a twig as I abound in Heaven's riches Ain't no malice, I eclipse it Entertain the flesh, you childish and you ignorant All be to the power That is within Him In the image of the Most High So I'm bound to seek volition I was blind to see I had it in the midst when I'd been battlin' some challenging addictions Found me in a prison Self-fashioned, undoubtedly constricted Ridden, drown me in a swig My happy hour's like a quick sip Dead end wit' a drink tab Life-alterin' decisions, I just can't think that fast, okay? Yeah Bring me back to the objective Challenging afflictions I love this enough to turn my passion into business I mean, thanks for the dollar and a fif' cent Like, I'm happy I can get chips But you'd be out your mind to think that I could actually pay my taxes and my bills with this And the rent Don't bite the hand that feeds It's mud inside that water We've been tryna get it clean For all my family and my Father I just do this for my seed and for the King And I make movements in the scene Like I oughta do Eyes to see what I provoke And ears to hear what Yah would choose That's MANSDEM on the beat, it's CER10 Let's see what the squad can prove Hallelujah!