Imagination (feat. Hannah Jane)

This isn't an exaggeration This isn't my imagination Lord I need your help Lord I need your help Why we care so much 'bout what's in our wallets? We sleep on the craft and lay on our work like a pallet (that's sleep) Complaining 'cuz the lack of money up in our pockets (oh no) Honestly it gets worse thanks to eye sockets, yah I'm thinking to myself I don't wanna care But the issue is we know it's value We say we don't want help But now pride is there to wow you I mean we fight for the Exchange Yet wanna till the coal (Cole) for the harvest We not in a race, but when we get some money We wanna care who's farthest [what] I don't wanna burn a hole or ball it None of my dollars look like Ash (pow) I question when it comes out in fall It's that closet blow with a birthday bash (wha?) Why save it up, it's inedible But even then, I need the food and cash Material wealth is incredible Look at it grow, it's gotta dash! But that's not what I believe I know who shall meet all of my needs (yah) That's the main reason people are corrupt Cause they are jealous thanks to the greed (unh huh) It hurts to think that it could hit Like a cold sack of ice But I know our pride is the greatest thing We need to go ahead and sacrifice! This isn't an exaggeration This isn't my imagination Lord I need your help Lord I need your help! Cause This isn't my imagination! This isn't an exaggeration! Lord I need your help Lord I need your help Everyone nowadays in search of knowledge (unh huh) But it seems like everyone wanna hate on college (why?) Life's paradox is the cost is free, and it's said as a promise (oh no!) Yet forget that scholarships can pay them solace (whoo!) The doctor says we so quick to lay blame And assume, it's Chronic Why the hell should we wait on the damned Nah, the prideful ain't demonic And we have more than enough coins for the fast food And when it booms, that's Sonic And we let the kids starve on the streets Now that make me sick, iconic (i-con-ick) I will never understand, how we can say all these things Do we not realize what blasphemy can truly bring? Don't believe in karma But I believe we reap the harvest in our lives So what you put out can come back in And may go back into you like a knife You might vibe with me But say I just wanna live my life I can relate, I'm human too But I also don't wanna lie Now our eternity ain't based On just rolling a pair a dice It's a matter of faith, love, and grace That in the end reveals paradise "I cast down every imagination and higher thought that goes against the word of God" That's what I have to live by