Elevate

[Intro] (T-t-trying to, t-t-t-t-trying to elevate

T-t trying to ,trying to, tryna find the words....unlocking every door

Trying to mend the cracks within my core,

Trying to elevate, reach for something more.

Trying to grip the edge when darkness starts to pour,

Trying to find the words that unlock every door.

Yeah, sometimes the wit's sharp, a tongue like a blade,

Other times the focus, completely mislaid.

But if I'm always learning, each stumble a climb,

I truly don't give a damn if your understanding's behind.

Too many small anchors, tethered to my stride,

Their tiny hands depend on where my feet abide.

So, I'm a fortress built on bedrock, weathering the gales,

Like a stone monument, like Cornell's haunting wails.

Bitch, the truth is etched, plain for all to view,

I might as well be sunlight, infusin' warmth in you.

Wired for humble strength, wisdom's keenest edge,

A beacon of what's right, turning a moral page.

So keep your envy, your whispers in the breeze,

The simple fact I breathe should bring your mind at ease.

'Cause my own compass spins true, knows my deepest self,

A showman's grace, a gentleman on truth's high shelf,

Releasing a quiet solace, a balm upon the air,

Spreading from soul to soul, a silent, shared repair.[Intro] (T-t-trying to, t-t-t-t-trying to elevate

T-t trying to ,trying to, tryna find the words....unlocking every door

Trying to mend the cracks within my core,

Trying to elevate, reach for something more.

Trying to grip the edge when darkness starts to pour,

Trying to find the words that unlock every door.

Yeah, sometimes the wit's sharp, a tongue like a blade,

Other times my mind, completely lost I say.

But if I'm always learning,if I rise after a fall

I truly don't give a fuck, no fucks at all

my children on my shoulders , tethered to my waist,

So no more settling im gonna find my place.

So, I'm a fortress built on bedrock, weathering the gales,

Like a stone monument, like Cornell's haunting wails.

Bitch, the truth is clear as day, plain for all to view,

I might as well be sunlight, infusin' warmth in you.

Wired for humble strength, wisdom's keenest edge,

A beacon of what's right, turning a moral page.

So keep your envy, your whispers in the breeze, ,

The simple fact I breathe should bring your mind at ease.

'Cause my own compass spins true, knows my deepest self,

A showman's grace, a gentleman on truth's high shelf,

Releasing a quiet solace, a balm upon the air,

Spreading from soul to soul, a silent, shared repair.

(T-t-trying to, t-t-t-t-trying to elevate

T-t trying to ,trying to, tryna find the words..unlocking every door

Trying to mend the cracks within my core,

Trying to elevate, reach for something more

Trying to grip the edge when darkness starts to pour,

Trying to find the words that unlock every door)

Yeah, sometimes the wit's sharp, a tongue like a blade,

As i get old hopefully that remains Through tangled vines of doubt, I carve a steady track,

No borrowed light I need, my own fire won't turn back