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When you need to reset

It means that you grow

'Cuz living is a thing that

Your wings can't control

You deal with the blows

The hills and the lows

So when you get a lemon

Plant a seed and let it go

VERSE 1

My computer in my arms

Then it fell and it hit the pavement

I come through to tech support

And now they tellin’ me they can’t save it

Every beat that I had made

My vocals all erased

On my knees and now I’m praying

I don’t go and catch a case

Somebody pressed the reset

I guess so I could reject

All the he said and she said

That was giving me some feedback

When I lost my presets

Jesus I was seasick

But losing everything was exactly what I had needed

Had to hit the restart

At first I didn’t think it was really life like it’s VR

Hit so hard I thought I was flying cuz I could see stars

Wishing life was something like driving so I could detour

Crying like I’m Ee-yore

Didn’t see a blessing

Silly me I was foolish

Instead I started cussing

People telling me to cool it

But He was simply testing me

To see if I could do it

And now I found the best of me

But first I had to lose it

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VERSE 2

Matter’s not created

No it’s only reimagined

So what matters is how creative

You are with what you have

And we be feelin' like we Sisyphus

But listen it’s not to good to stress

And let the things we cannot change

Possess and get the best of us

I can’t accept defeat, yo, I’m far too gifted for that

I rested for a week, though I knew I had to get back

To making all these beats no more stress about the setbacks

Laced up both my cleats so my kicks is sounding kick-ass

You can achieve it all if you want it bad enough

You can be Ethan Hawke blastin' outta Gattaca

Or you can lay in the dark locked up in attic

But I'mma stay flexin hard watch me as I power up

Mama used to say

Rome didn’t grow in a day

I feel the pain but it all gone dissipate

You can play it safe

With your store bought Minute Maid

But I prefer the taste

Of my homemade lemonade

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