EGO’s

Tell me what is bigger than a man’s ego?

You know…, used to be a zero now he wants to be her hero,

Little did he know that everybody isn’t equal,

Wasn’t his fault, at least he didn’t become evil,

Round and round he goes, couldn’t get a clue,

Shit, he couldn’t catch a break, -but still determined to get whatever he is owed,

But failed to notice the fact that his rent is overdue,

We all flawed, rough ‘round the edges, -that’s what it is?

Made in God’s image, so does that mean that he is?—

The reason we cannot overcome opinions?

Flip a coin, pressing your luck, raising the stakes,

Tryna fight the fact that we all victim to fate,

He didn’t know love—so he resorted to hate,

Age-long problem, we failed to communicate

Huh, what it is though?

Are we meant to be divine?

And if we are—do we control our time… and our thoughts?

Or are we just lost inside a puzzle of the mind,

Tryna piece together hope—that we still haven’t found.

The ocean is vast—you gon’ need a rope not to drown.

But do you get it?

I wanna say it wasn’t hard, but… shit, you know…

And it don’t mean you’re less for protectin’ your soul.

So here’s the message: take notes—we all broke!