Touch the Sky

Am I living the dream or am I not Fresh out the bottom to the top Will I ever touch the sky I pray I touch the Sky She gon' gimme top till her jaws lock Girl that throat gon' get you to the top But will you ever touch the Sky I pray you touch the sky Fresh out the bottom of the food chain To Bruce Wayne Looking out for my city I hear the call I grab some loose change My mood swings Cuz I know I'm bout to do things That might leave your brains splattered Where your crew hangs From my conception I've been immaculate with it Procrastinated my vision For boxes I couldn't fit it Then my moment of clarity kicked in I embraced the heat from knowing I belonged in the kitchen Now everyday I'm cheffing words Tales from the dirt fed the fam Eased the hurt, now we fly like birds Haven't you heard? I got herds looking at me for direction And slaughter houses praying that my vision gets blurred Who put this one me Sometimes I wish I could ignore the calling But the fear of a life without purpose hunts me That's daunting My gift is to keep on giving Till my gift stops giving Am I living the dream or am I not Fresh out the bottom to the top Will I ever touch the sky I pray I touch the Sky She gon' gimme top till her jaws lock Girl that throat gon' get you to the top But will you ever touch the Sky I pray you touch the sky Lessons from pain stick with you Pleasure is fleeting When the only way out is through Sink your teeth in I've been tryna afloat Hope keeps me from sinking There's gotta be a better day I just gotta keep breathing This is my leap of faith I'm trusting the process Somebody had to step up And get us outta the projects I'm praying that my pen skills will I ain't a prophet But I'm facing my Goliath With my inner David rocket I'm done tryna safe face Let my tomb stone read "I tried" Put that on the nights that I cried Worrying about shelter Real life, no filter When life wasn't sweet The goal was not to grow bitter The why kept me sane When the how was insanity Lives are getting saved While all you see is the vanity Through the darkest of shades I maneuvered with some clarity Now I emerge a prodigy Am I living the dream or am I not Fresh out the bottom to the top Will I ever touch the sky I pray I touch the Sky She gon' gimme top till her jaws lock Girl that throat gon' get you to the top But will you ever touch the Sky I pray you touch the sky