SOS - Intellectual

[Intro]

Oh Lord, I need your help

Said that you would never leave me, said you would not forsake me

Man, I really need your help, these last few months have been crazy

Doctor told my momma that she need another surgery

And I could never feel the pain but I swear it's hurtin' me

Every single day, these people wanna try my patience, Lord

Scheme behind my back then say they really hope I make it

Oh miss me, looking for the real thing, not another knockoff

Lord, I really need your help, but would you ever leave us here?

Living in a country where I get shot down ‘cause I fit the description of a suspect

From Trayvon to Mike Brown, ones we never talked about, got me thinking that I could be up next

Feeling like a boat in the middle of the ocean, I got no direction, I'm just driftin'

Tryna live better, I'm tryna do better, but the Devil really tryna catch me slippin', oh Lord

Yeah, my feet tired, I been chasing these dreams

Yeah, shouldn't be this stressed out, man, I'm only seventeen

I know I ain't no hero, no S on my chest

That's why I had to humble myself and send you this SOS

Like, "Lord"

Oh Lord, I need your help

And all my people got stress, all my people got debt, and all my people upset

‘Cause all my people got tests and all the homies got Fs, but what 'bout me?

Enough 'bout me, you're so smart, you got like two degrees?

Oh, that's cool, real, real cool, I'm so cold I'm like two degrees

Tryna change the world since like seventeen, stand up tall, yeah, I sip no lean

How I'm doing? Man, I'm doing well, young Samuel out to change the world

Aw, yeah, believe me, yeah, I'ma make y'all believe me

I made some change, I made some fans, turn 'em all to fiends

Aw, yeah, believe me, yeah, I ain't tryna be good ‘cause I'm great

Told God, "Need a little more faith," Hell yeah, I got a lot on my plate

I know I'm no hero, got no S on my chest

Had to humble myself to send you this SOS

Like, "Why these people keep stressin' me? And why these rappers keep pressin' me?

And why these girls keep on temptin' me? Make me do things that I don't wanna do

God?

If there's Heaven for a real on, I'm gon' make it, yeah

Told my moms, "By 21, I'm gon' make it," yeah

Oh Lord, I need your help