I-dent-if-i-a-ble
Diff-er-en-ces
Like when you eye something in your mind
That settles the charisma in ya
This man knew the same culture
Same sculpted lens
But his worldview screams
That he's an individual
We grew up in the same ends
Same friends
Asian rule was blatant up in Sparkhill
Where we saw the same things
Same park swings
Same corner shops, same sins,
Same robbing chocolate bars
Cus of decayed spends
Saw some brothers had pay
So the gain they'd sport
Others living on scraps
Man they were greatly poor
We saw Tupacs
Single moms lacing up the bootstraps
And round the corner Will Smiths
Gaze and yawn
Some on the housing
Some with the graceful doors
Some with graffiti on their walls
Didn't care at all
And some of our hearts were openly depraved
Open to the raise
We got drawn in
Through smoking sim'lar haze
And we would bar it madly
No worries
Just to slap on a new era cap
And fake like in heart we're yankees
But my mind is on the pea
His is on the family
And I be checking out the mama's
While he clings to Daddy
It wasn't always so
But there was a switch in purpose
The same life change that
Known to make a bredrin nervous
Cus he's a different person
And it bears a mark on me
He is a different version
From them one's with hearts of greed
Know I'm a heartless feen
And I got the scars to prove it
He tell me comes to church
But I say my heart's on music
And I will try one day
He doesn't half pursue it
In the end he lets up
Cus I ain't on the pastor movements
But in my heart I'm dying
And this is the biggest difference
You walked right to the altar
I can't even grace the building
My worst fear of all in life
Is the Lord's rejection
But I can't come to him at all
Because I know I'm sinnin'
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My child wisdom's what you need
Through the misconceptions
Seems like a maze at times
And that voice is real and pressin'
'Rejection is your portion
You got a dad who never wanted you
And others told your mom
She should accept abortion'
That voice echoes and
You bargain with deceitful lies
That you have to swallow up
The harsh realities of life
And 'cus your uncles run the street
You have to be that guy,
That got a few babymothers
But you'll never see the wife,
And when you speak, if they don't accept you
Then that will wreck you,
Cus you're yet to see
You're a chosen vessel my hand assembled
A vessel's just a cup
But when they drink from you
These men don't know your worth
But still they see in you there's something special
Brother don't run from me,
Just because my peeps imperfect
Because it's sinful men the King expects
To fill the churches
I'm talking mystical
But I will be a father to you
And don't believe the lie
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My child wisdom's what you need
Through the misconceptions
Seems like a maze at times
And that voice is real and pressin'
'Rejection is your portion
You got a dad who never wanted you
And others told your mom
She should accept abortion'
That voice echoes and
You bargain with deceitful lies
That you have to swallow up
The harsh realities of life
And 'cus your uncles run the street
You have to be that guy,
That got a few babymothers
But you'll never see the wife,
And when you speak, if they don't accept you
Then that will wreck you,
Cus you're yet to see
You're a chosen vessel my hand assembled
A vessel's just a cup
But when they drink from you
These men don't know your worth
But still they see in you there's something special
Brother don't run from me,
Just because my peeps imperfect
Because it's sinful men the King expects
To fill the churches
I'm talking mystical
But I will be a father to you
And don't believe the lie
I made you and will give you purpose
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