Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil, for you are with me Your rod and your staff, they comfort me
I honestly grow insecure as I get older Cuz' even when you hot there comes a day when you get colder Comes a day when you slower, time is taking its toll 45 on the back of the jersey upon your soul I'm scared of letting go, I don't know what the future holds My nightmares are having nightmares I'm quite scared of what's right and fair How I fear an eternity Will I hear well done when he turn to me? Will I hear you care too much about All this stuff that really don't matter? You chase the wind and you don't want it Got to the top of a 2 foot ladder What's after I can capture all this mess my heart was after? Will I end up empty-handed when I stand before my master? Did I master the mathematics of a passive disaster? Add in my selfish ambition All the while, subtracting what matters I don't know
At late nights, I can't sleep Will I fall? Will I peep? Through the curtains, all I see, fingers pointed at me And they watching, and they watching And I'm wondering what they thinking? thinking bout' At late nights, I can't sleep Counting cash, counting sheep Through the curtains, all I see fingers pointed right at me And I'm watching, and I'm watching And I'm wondering what they thinking? thinking bout'it all
In high school, we tried to act all tough I remember a couple times, I couldn't back that up Like when I ran from them vatos, scuffing up my sapatos Scared of losing my high, I was so embarrased inside If I could go back in time I would stand and say something like I ain't never scared, never scared, never scared I'm lying, I'm scared of these thoughts in my head I'm scared of possibly pushing people right over the ledge When I say I pledge allegiance to the struggle Then, I turn around and buckle Under stress and under pressure Bible on my dresser that can teach my pain a lesson But I rather not address it Address that's in depression I'm scared if I confess it That you gon' look at me like I'm something less And I'm such a mess
C'est lui qui a peur d'admettre ses craintes Et c'est lui qui ne pourra pas les surmonter On trouve la liberté dans la confession Et la liberté dans la reconnaissance
And it just so happen, I'm wrestling with my status I'm trying to see me like He do Not focusing on this madness They count on me, count me out On a count of they fear and doubts Keep account of my wrongs Trying to keep me inside they house Some just keep me around, I wonder what that's about Yeah! They wanna be politically correct, I suppose But? I'm comfortable in my skin While they just pretending they clothes I'm scared of falling and failing In front of all of my foes And I feel some friends are unfaithful So, I keep my small circle closed I don't want no handouts or favors, no functional saviors I'ma tell that truth till it kill me I'm chilling with my Creator Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus to all of my haters For the ones that think I forgot him And the ones who won't let me say I ain't scared no mo'
Everybody always They gon have something to say rather you like it or not Everybody always They gon' have something to say Baby, don't take it to heart