It's all the same.
Ain't no turnaround for this kid right now
Because the depth of darkness overshadows me.
And inside my spirit I can't seem to find
where within the far reaches of the galaxy
God hides the scribe.
So I can sneak a little knowledge
Don't you know I don't like to get wise.
But I do sometimes to settle my mind
On fact that life is a bullshit trap.
And when the train goes off the tracks,
I gotta go, I gotta go Momma
the streets are calling.
The Lord gave you a ramblin' man,
so I have to see what's out there
on the hustle and grind.
I'm not a bookworm, but I got a degree.
Can't you see?
The smartest kid in the room is me!
Because I raise my hand
when I don't know the answer.
If you showed me the way I would never get lost.
Show me how to fish and all that right?
Come on y'all carry the cross with me.
As I walk with Jesus Christ, condemned by men,
crucified, and resurrected by godly might.
Back to redeem the world, but unlike his word,
my voice never carries any purpose.
So what's the point?
Am I hurting you? Because I'm giving you the truth?
Can't you see?
I'm skinny and blackened in the eyes
Because I don't like the prize
But yet the sea beyond the horizon is mine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem