When you thought you had a plan but it's all a mess
Don't you worry, stand tall, this is all a test
When you thought you had a hold but you're losin grip
Don't be afraid to let go and just lose your shit
If you always feel like you're fuckin it up
Maybe you should give yourself a break and stop expectin so much and
If you just can't seem to get this right
Maybe you should take your own goddam advice

I kick my shoes off, like Eminem said
Wait a minute that's what the R-E-B-E-L said
Cause I'm well-fed with that health bread and you can smell
Sediments settlin in my stomach like a Stella keg
So you can tell a friend on the telephone, maybe Helen
Or Michelle is well up for swellin up from my sexy tone
I make 'em tick, push the button on their metronome
I play it slick, like “girl I wanna getcha home”
Don't have a dick but you could say I'm extra-grown
If I was a man I'd love to say that I was stretchin hos
Fun to say but I got too much respect for those
women so I close all my doors on your sexist prose
Keep it high like the bar when I set the tone
Never mind the microphone, I just wreck the zone
And then I put it all back where I found it
Cause I can be considerate and not sound shit
I might rap like my flow is flawless, but I
Just thought, this shit doesn't fit with the chorus
Wait, ignore this, this is so implausibly
Gorgeous it fills me with a false sense of secureness
See the chorus is about tryna cure this
Delusion that this fusion of matter should turn to pureness
Ignorin its rawness and random nature
refusin to hand over the plan to the creator
Which makes the first verse on the paper
Reverse its purpose and turn this earth to vapour
Tellin my pre- fixed plans, I'll see ya later
Fate's a laid table, I'm just the waiter

I'm all flow and I grow compellin now
I suck you in with the prose I'm shellin out
I'm yellin out hella devout shouts that tell about
Abstract concepts so don't make me spell it out
Breakin the bubble's just as bad as me sellin out
Inside o' what kind o' world are you dwellin now?
If you go turnin it inside o' hell and out just to
See what the hell it's about, if you still can't tell
It's the now, now, now, now
I think I get it but I can't live it out
And that brings me back to the start of the cycle
I mean you can't doubt the power of the bible
But what about the power of the people readin it
Were they feelin it, did they really get that Jesus bit?
Did they come alive, did they really see some shit
Or did they just see somethin to cling to then believe in it?
Cause this way you'll never find peace in it
Holdin onto your burden, never releasin it
Sayin the words in church and hopin that the hurt will be
Jerked from your Earth like dirt growin weeds in it
But make no mistake, it's you that's feedin it
It's you that fertilize the soil, plant the seeds in it
Waterin it with your tears, slaughterin shit with your fears
Fallin into warped thoughts, all of which reorder your
Reality, negativity that borders on fatality
Death of the one through duality
So recognize that you're holdin the pain
Be aware, be wise, don't just chant the holy names
If you think you're poor then your thoughts make it more so
Remove these sores by breathin into your torso
Let the lord glow, stop blockin its raw flow
Release the devil, by lettin it all go