[Hook: Apex]
I'm just a lost soul
Stuck up at a crossroad
Tryna see them brighter days, while I'm stuck up in the shade
Momma always told me, "Boy you need to pray"
So my head held high
Focused on them brighter days
[Verse 1: Apex]
I'm just a young brotha
Tryna spit the truth
But in this industry
The conscious rapper never makes the loot
They rather train the youth
To shoot and sell crack
Then put it up in they raps
So we can give the money back
To the people that enslaved us
I'm tryna tell ya, that ain't the righteous way
Yet we wonder why these brothers
Getting locked up in the system
Don't you get the hip-hop business
And the prisons in commission?
[Hook: Apex]
I'm just a lost soul
Stuck up at a crossroad
Tryna see them brighter days, while I'm stuck up in the shade
Momma always told me, "Boy you need to pray"
So my head held high
Focused on them brighter days
[Verse 2: Apex]
I spit tight, like braces on teeth
Brace yourself for the heat
That the king is about to speak
Free your mind, that's my motto
They know that Holmes been k**ing flows
Since recorders and xylophones
Since a Bobcat and all that
So fall back
Like trust falls
But ironically, I don't trust y'all
You fake to me
Fake like my imaginary friend at the age of three
You got his same presence on the mic
And me?
I'm like a present to the mic
I'm God's gift, flawless?
Not I
But my Lord though
They know that I go so in depth
With these texts
Me flex? Never
Rather reflect positive energy
I'm like a blind man
I see nobody seeing me
And I ain't gotta be from the street to rhyme harder than it
I'm the (haaa)
No, I ain't gotta say it
Cause I display it
With every syllable that I be sayin'
It's the best MC to touch an MC
With an I in the middle
Every line is a riddle
[Hook: Apex]
I'm just a lost soul
Stuck up at a crossroad
Tryna see them brighter days, while I'm stuck up in the shade
Momma always told me, "Boy you need to pray"
So my head held high
Focused on them brighter days