Sure, Enough

Keep me humble Keep me strong Keep me safe I still thank God on my worst days I'm a product of thought in the worst way Felt like I was losing the plot Red dot on my heart Yeah I bend but I don't break And I tend to lean on the sure things But those never kept me alive There's something about fighting the fight While I focus my sight with the same eyes that I use to cry God I'm on fire And sure, enough There was hate in your heart from the jump Funny how luck can make you so comfortable Up until you're down in the dust Let me talk to you clearly I'm not shy about what I deserve I can smell when there's Judas inside of them I leave them all out for the birds Now mark my words, I only give power to presence And presents and flower to only the people with all of my love Protecting my property Promise I properly put that on all the above I hate when you presuppose harmony That's something I can not abide by I used to look back and I'd fight The paths I was pushed in to pave But now I thank God on my worst days I'm a product of thought in the worst way Felt like I was losing the plot Red dot on my heart Yeah I bend but I don't break And I tend to lean on the sure things But those never kept me alive There's something bout fighting the fight While I focus my sight with the same eyes that I use to cry Shot nine times in the back I'll probably bounce back in a month I ain't going to go sad Going to spite my past by facing the front And I can admit when it's over I got nowhere by faking the process If you want my advice, I say go there When you're offered the pot, you should say less And sure, enough Even paralyzed I see movement inside of myself Institutionalized with a capital I, and still making it out of the mud Same way I drew out my sentiments Boundaries I'm bound to abide by Trying to lightly find my finding light Never losing the where or the why I still thank God on my worst days I'm a product of thought in the worst way Felt like I was losing the plot Red dot on my heart Yeah I bend but I don't break And I tend to lean on the sure things But those never kept me alive There's something bout fighting the fight While I focus my sight with the same eyes that I use to cry God I'm on fire