The Midnight Gospel Literally Saved My Life

[Verse: 1]

I’m taking time with all my restoration
Filling voids in my head that’s empty like my mommas basement
I complicate and rearrange my life so many times
I lost the cause of my effects affections really taking time
My blessings double wide
When I take the time to analyze
And sit alone with feelings I avoid all day and through the night
My fixation on the afterlife I pay the price
Because life is brief
I hate that I’m in constant state of losing sight
But that’s my story
Romanticize the glory
Shooting shots I’ll never make and still be yelling Kobe
I’m hoarding glory but it’s found in what I cope with
Told myself I want to die with my eyes wide open
Because toe to toe is how I goes it
Take the beat away and all you gots a poet

[Hook]

And you can find my last words in a notebook
Buried by an oak tree sitting in my hometown
By then maybe I had to grips with the rain and all the snow that makes a mess of my mind
Because everybody's got a story, what do I know?
It’s all contingent try to end it on a high note
I never knew that I could be
A beacon handing over curiosity