Salt - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah

Salt of the earth, since my birth

For what it's worth, I feel cursed

Don't pray for me, pray for the weak

And I'm stronger than ever

Darkness all around me. My inner thoughts surround me

I keep my head above water, they tryna drown me

Anxiety, so strong, sometimes the shit even astound me

My peace lost in translation or never found me

Still I move with amazing grace

Tryna win this days end race at a blazing pace

No turning back, I'm steady speeding down this straightaway

This game is pay to play, I lose my progress day to day

My energy has all been consumed

It's my fault, for the gloom. Worse is all, they assume

That's the salt in the wound, surprised disappointment would leave me skeptic

When everything was hectic, accepted

That there's no rest for the wicked. These demons they been up all night

While I been lying like I'm all alright

When really I don't hear ya. My intuition make it clearer

Hate the thing I see inside my mirror

Am I salty? Yeah. Just a pinch, no denial

World never gave me an inch, but they scared I'll take a mile

Never gave me a rinse, let me toil in the wild

Never named me a prince, but I been royal since a child

No lion king. Simba til I remembered

How some cats, left me scarred, while hoping the dream was hindered

But I, return to Pride Rock as the Rock's pride

Eyes can not hide, all the sorrow, my mouth shied

Many question, about my choice of profession

Where else can my obsession be helping me fight depression?

Aye I, found the answer, I do not need practice

That mean, once I'm in this mode, I can not be average

I just, gotta be great. I gotta create. It's gotta be fate

Don't see it? I guess God'll be late

What I got on my plate, is stress that most ain't strong enough to stomach

Even if you had the hunger, one taste, you wouldn't want it

Do you remember doubting me? I tried too

Do you believe in alchemy? Well I do

Take a thought, sprinkle passion, add a pen and a pad

So I can cultivate a life, that my fam never had

I rock this, crooked smile, barely sane by default

Hear the whispers; and take it with a grain of the salt

Whether on this Earth we walk on, or on the next one we talk on

I'm gon' reach the gold, fore it's all gone

Salt