The Darkest Hour

These thoughts I haven't said they hit this pad different I know they hate I'm present my raps was still gifted Soul is still drifting in my tears Timberlake told me cry them rivers Surprised I'm still afloat with such a heavy past Can't seem to make a difference I'm steady ducking mirrors Why I can't remember the last time I had a hug That made me feel welcomed in they arms my armor need some cleansing Grandfather on crack gone make his glass shatter before he see me at the alter Flirting with the other side don't seem alarming snoozing through buzz It's like he dreaming on his heels And I be bothered I see he trapped inside his problems so I hit the pit Cause every male figure fried or in a cell sitting For what it's worth I did the same when I was praying for answer And you seen my all or you seen at my faults or you seen me with the calls you would dodge em Written in the stars turns out you fraud They said it's written In the stars turns out you a fraud