Makin' Sense

People actin phony, talking faker than bologna Trying to take away my trophies when they really just below me I'm askin' God to show me He ain't plastic fake or phony I ain't talking no bologna, I just need him as my Homie At the bottom it be lonely I ain't come up on no pony I just let them get to know me Then I take off like a Boeing You wonder where this going But my mind is what I'm showing So the story's ever-going You just gotta listen closely Mostly I'm a mess, but I really do possess A lot of love inside my chest (I do) Put the hate to rest, 'cause regardless I won't stress (Never) "Can we make amends?" Answer's "no" don't take offense I'm just shootin' for the fence, I won't settle for the bench Couple bros out the mid west, staying cold no we can't sweat but Shawty let me vent Help, me make some sense Help, me make some sense Help, me make some sense Yeah, yeah About all of the times I thought I was stuck at dead ends (Lost) Times I couldn't pay the rent All alone with no one left That shit went straight to my head Like a mild sedative laced with lethal medicine (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Out for days no regimen Wake up can't go back again Everything in life's a sin, we're just another specimen Open your eyes and take it in, veins fillin' with adrenaline What's realest starts to settle in deep into your skeleton Cells as small as sediment Tell me where's the Genesis? When the world is how it is Acts of evil, menacing Like the Reaper is the king and every start comes to an end That's just how I'm making sense That's just how I'm making sense People actin phony, talking faker than bologna Trying to take away my trophies when they really just below me I'm askin' God to show me He ain't plastic fake or phony I ain't talking no bologna, I just need him as my Homie At the bottom it be lonely I ain't come up on no pony I just let them get to know me Then I take off like a Boeing You wonder where this going But my mind is what I'm showing So the story's ever-going You just gotta listen closely Mostly I'm a mess, but I really do possess A lot of love inside my chest (I do) Put the hate to rest, 'cause regardless I won't stress (Never) "Can we make amends?" Answer's "no" don't take offense I'm just shootin' for the fence, I won't settle for the bench Couple bros out the mid west, staying cold no we can't sweat but Shawty let me vent Help, me make some sense Help, me make some sense Help, me make some sense Yeah