Where do I fit in

This place is not my home

I'm just a square peg in a rounded hole (x2)

All of these accomplishments they are not on my own

I'm living as a servant, my gifts are all on loan

The talents won't be buried, I hope that they get grown

But I've never been accepted

Just a little bit aggressive

And never too progressive for the record (yuh)

It's a little introspective, a constant misdirection

But I keep a keep on steppin'

I've got a secret weapon, I love to keep ya'll guessin'

(haha)

Where do I fit in

This place is not my home

I'm just a square peg in a rounded hole (x2)

Honestly no clue where I'm from anymore

Moved around so much that no city is my core

A little bit of country, little rock n' roll

Throw in some of that hip-hop and mix it in a bowl

But with rappity rapper tactics, I'm hoping you'll do backflips

As I work on all my classics for the glory of the king

It speaks to you and you as we navigate this thing

Life is tough and life is hard

Leaves you bruised and very scarred

And that's why I will spit these bars (yeah)

For tunnel light I'm in charge (yeah)

Helps you through the day to day (yeah)

There is a sun that's after grey (uh huh)

There is a Son that's after life (keep goin)

I find my hope in Christ (you know it)

It's a message of hope to keeps us afloat

A faith that surrounds from East to West Coast

Where do I fit in

This place is not my home

I'm just a square peg in a rounded hole (x2)

Just a square peg in a rounded hole (x2)