[Hook]
What if the chains that are on me break free
What if the world that I see is blurry
I don't really wanna fall again
I don't really wanna fall again
What if the person in the mirror ain't me
What if the changes that I made I can't see
I don't really wanna fall again
I don't really wanna fall again (So I'm screamin')
God bless my soul
God bless my soul
God bless my soul
God bless my soul

[Verse 1]
Some people sell their soul to Satan
I sold mine to God
Stopped rappin' about luxuries
To try and even the odds
Now you can say that I'm wack
And I can say that I'm not
But there's a thin line
Between bragging and proving you wrong
What if I told you that all along
I had made this song for one purpose
A bitter excuse for me to put work in
Whether it's pointless or worthless
Im glad that I had done this
From fact to fiction, I'm killin' off the assumption
That every rapper you hear on the radio is not redundant
If my soul was a fund raiser
Lord knows it would never be funded
Cause as a kid. scissors is what I would run with
Not literally but metaphorically
I've had enough of it
Brag about your kitchen
Im more concerned with whats in your oven and
Please stop bitchin'
She takes my paycheck like the government can