A Year Later

I look to god in hopes that he can answer all my prayers Tryna reach heavens gates but instead I go down the devil's stairs Haunted hills masqueraded by a whole lot of friendly stares Money is the end goal but the journey can be an awful scare I look to god in hopes that he can answer all my prayers Fame is up and to get there I gotta move past all these stares I reach the top, I look around, and I'm on the wrong flight of stairs Pressure weighs down on me from no one but my reflections glare A year ago I changed lanes, I started paving my own road A year later I've got a flat tire at a halt at a crossroads A year ago I said I'd make it, I'd do it on my own A year later my circles large, too many people I know Forty hour weeks just to ask what's the point of it? For more money when all it does is kill my drive and my grit For more money to make a backup plan with the funds I get For more money to keep me hating the rat race I'm in Mumsies fifty-five and I'm still living within her walls I pay rent but that money isn't cleaning all her floors If I quit then she'll be a couple hundred dollars short But if I don't then she'll be left alone crying behind closed doors I'm not saying I'll be a bum and not pull my weight Rent might be short but mum I promise it'll be worth the wait Cos if I quit today and take off this twenty kilo plate A year from now I'll take you out for golden wagyu steak I look to god in hopes that he can answer all my prayers Tryna reach heavens gates but instead I go down the devil's stairs Haunted hills masqueraded by a whole lot of friendly stares Money is the end goal but the journey can be an awful scare I look to god in hopes that he can answer all my prayers Fame is up and to get there I gotta move past all these stares I reach the top, I look around, and I'm on the wrong flight of stairs Pressure weighs down on me from no one but my reflections glare Mum still works a nine to five so I'm doing something wrong Can't always write down what I mean to convey in a song Named my anxiety Agatha cos it was her all along Remove it from my blood, metal bender like I'm Suyin Beifong Every moments a blessing til' I realise I've got a job to do Born hustler, I just can't put that work to a five to two Why should my hard work just make someone else's pockets bigger I'd rather put my time into building upon my dream figure Lemme change the flow and get real deep for a minute I've been through hell but nothing is scarier then the minds image It will bring you to your knees as the world falls down around you But you're not alone I promise you Anxiety attacks, I deal with them daily Some days I can cope and some days I need saving Mainly, not being a victim I'm letting the world know We all feel down but when some get hail, some play in the snow Ever feel like life would be brighter without you in it Look within, find your dreams and just take a minute No matter what is painted within your minds image Someone's light only shines cos they got you in it