THE REPENTANCE (feat. The Table)

Turn me up in the headphones Living right to be dead wrong Pumping pain into rap songs Little boy tryna act grown Sent a message, was left on Read; I guess I'm just slept on Bled on every track, every rap every boom and bap, I'm Tripping from hell and back I'm sorry, I'm such a mess Been suffocating on stress And prolly need me some rest I'll take it, then second guess I'll make it, then grow depressed I'll fake it, like I'm best Take some pics and then post to flex I'm losing sight of the purpose The world, it look like a circus Been twisted, that's thanks to serpent It goes to show life ain't perfect I'm begging for something worth it Inertia hurting my flourishing Swerving in different lanes To refrain from something that's certain Swerving in different lanes To refrain from something that's certain Cuz certainty means commitment Which means that there's no more quitting Which means that there's no more switching up Wishing that my decisions Could actually come from faith But control is just in my stitching Flesh and fear always racing The taste of power's amazing I always knew something's missing Nowadays feel insane When I say that Church isn't hitting My heart isn't beating Why are you distant? Need me a visit From God alone, feel the Spirit I gotta know, do you hear it I gotta know, can you hear me Turn me I'm here all alone And I don't know where to run I feel like a slave But you somehow call me Son Don't wanna be on my own And I can't be the only one I can't be the only one Can't be the only Wrote out the math Slid my pride to the side like an abacus Remember the atlas I been far from the son, like the sibling is Add mo then the dividends Sum it up, but division lives How much more can I really give Beneath the surface of this flesh of mine Enmeshed with vines That grow out from the root I sharpen tooth, there's still a wolf inside The fur that grows, helps me to hide I swerve on road Til' wills collide, who has the drive I come alive when I have to die What if the path has truly been laid And I been Stuck in the past, I sit with the page I'm sobbing Sift through the trash, it's really my pain Weathered the storm, and left with the reign I'm here all alone And I don't know where to run I feel like a slave But you somehow call me Son Don't wanna be on my own And I can't be the only one I can't be the only one Can't be the only Luis's Flute Solo