[Intro: Substance810]
How do you live without your heart inside your body, huh?
Huh?!
Fuck man
They ain’t felt what I felt
[Verse 1: Substance810]
I’m straddling invisible lines I can’t get through (get through)
At times I feel helpless, it’s not my choice if I get you
It’s my fault I walk in big shoes
But Imma ace these interviews, I changed more than my physical
Trying to put myself in the position of a little you
Staring at this cold world, oh so miserable
I wonder how you holding up, I’m barely getting through
And I don’t watch the news, everything’s getting skewed
I’m tripping if it’s minuscule
No, I ain’t trying to bend the rules
I missed my baby girl birthday, we in August, this was June
Real pain, don’t get it misconstrued (ha)
They tell me call your daughter (uh)
It ain’t that easy, and explaining just makes it much harder
She’s held hostage by strict orders
While I’m on the other side of invisible lines, trying to cross the border
[Hook]
Invisible lines, trying to cross invisible lines
Invisible lines, tiptoeing on invisible lines
Invisible lines, trying to cross invisible lines
Invisible lines, tiptoeing on invisible lines
[Verse 2: Pee Tzu]
Tzu, nigga
Yeah, unapologetic, walking on a tightrope
Probably drown in a glacier cuz the ice broke
Invisible lines, invisible am I
And if your pain ain’t the truth, then you live in a lie
God’s favorite, they usually have a hard time
Dig a hole for these rappers
Plus I add some
Suspended? They hate the color of my skin
Fuck a job, fuck a bitch, I’m trying to make amends
Sell peace, don’t walk in to no booby trap
You know weird ones that always trying to make the cap
You sleep on this, Imma roll on naps
The future is the past and I ain’t given daps
It’s string attached
To my hustle days, niggas thought I was soft but never pulled my weight
No metaphors needed, I’m just eating
My logic, is better than y’all reason
[Hook]
Invisible lines, trying to cross invisible lines
Invisible lines, tiptoeing on invisible lines
Invisible lines, trying to cross invisible lines
Invisible lines, tiptoeing on invisible lines
[Verse 3: Substance810]
I’ve been haunted by mistakes now for a decade
Imagine having to swallow your pride cuz your bed’s made
I paid the price when it comes to end game
For too long I’ve been blamed
I’m ‘bout to prove that men change
Still recovering from immense pain
Still in the dojo training with sensei
Trying to shape my life while I navigate it
Hard to start over and go back to basics
That was back in ‘09, the very first time I seen a line
America the land of the free
Where they stop you from seeing