[Verse 1: J Three]

I’m touched by the artistry and the craft

Its become part of me

Arguably my better half

In love with twisting these syllables

Central to my path

Sentences more overarching

Than McDonald’s on a map

I download these memories into my database

Pontificate and ponder

If the good news is worth this paper chase

This green paper is becoming paper machete

The techniques in complete disarray

Art is more valued if it’s a profitable vеnture

Capitalize the crеatives

And quantify the lesser

Occupy the minds

Don’t apologize for ties severed

There is no meritocracy

There is no A for effort

There’s no pressure

Lies told while there’s deep pressure

Depression seeps in

And reaps a new collection of lost souls

Makes the walks home harder on the torso

Walk a mile in their clothes

Try to smile but your door closed

[Chorus: Fry]

Oh, lord, you said you found peace

Your eyes dryin’ but your soul’s weak

I can’t find the strength to release

So I’ll hold on to the past while you hold me

[Verse 2: Fry]

Hold on to the past ‘cause the future awaits

Everyday struggle to pass

And my body cremates

Skin dryin’, my hopes dyin’

Last resort is to pray

But the man upstairs too late

Now the preacher sang:

‘He was a saint that no body would thank

God provided for the boy throughout his final days’

Yet there was no escape

A jagged soul that i’d create and i’d invade

Attempt to save myself

To a hole that dug deep to my very grave

After death, I would watch my step

Had demons infest

Tell me it’s my best interest

For them to guide me down six deep steps

I’m going down

No one tryna save me now

In a crowd of hell’s flame

I dropped to the ground

All my life i’d been a silent disregard

My peers wouldn’t ask

Wouldn’t care how I’d been scarred

All this time had to hide the alarms

I’m alarmed

But nobody can save a demon from a god

I ain’t mean no harm

[Chorus: Fry]

Oh, lord, you said you found peace

Your eyes dryin’ but your soul’s weak

I can’t find the strength to release

So I’ll hold on to the past while you hold me

[Verse 3: LQ}

Every single day, man, the time goes fast

I cherish ever soul ‘cause our time don’t last

I used to sit in class

Hopin’ time would pass

Flip my hour glass

But that’s in the past

‘Cause i’m in the present day hopin’ time will change

But the time won’t wait for you to be okay

So, no time to waste

I move in haste

My heart beats like the boom and the bass

I do what it takes

Time tells that i’m one of the greats

My future awaits

I question the heaven gates

I’m slippin’ in faith

God directin’ my fate

Affectin’ the steps that I take

My shoes don’t lace

Trip on bitches

Don’t know their place

I’m a star that’s just floating in space

My past is scary to face

There’s demons I can’t embrace

Shady shit

Can’t erase

Low standards

Follow my name

You can hear my pain performer

I’ll be rolling loud in my grave

I gotta get outta my way

This heavy weight’s weighing down on my parade