[Hook: Natalie Lauren]All of the things I do for loveWondering if it's good enoughI can't let it take control of meBut I promise I'll stayI promise, you'll seeI promise to give you the best of me[Verse 1: Swoope]Will I let you down? Will I disappoint?If it's too many bars, will you miss the point?Rapping that Similac or giving voice to the loinsMaking music for the shows or explicit jointsPaying homage to the heads, the Killa Bee'sA bunch of similes over Dilla beatsOr maybe I instead start mimicking the industryGet trapped in a genre that isn't meI know you gotta play the game for the victoryBalance is the challenge, selling out is a quick defeatTrying not to let my identityBe wrapped up in whether or not you play repeat or skip this beatWhether or not you're impressed by my wordplayDrama that my verbs make, keeping me in first placeWas that line offensive? Should you run it back?Did you catch that metaphor on the first play?Is my status based off of endless tweets?If you're talking classics, will you mention me?I don't wanna let y'all down, what if you don't feel me?Will you have a field day if this feels weak?I know I probably shouldn't say thisBut hey it's Sinema, I'm giving you the real meIs this pressureBecause I made my success an obsession? Am I lesser?When Christ says that I'm already accepted nowThis standard that I'm holding up the reason I can't let you down[Hook: Natalie Lauren][Verse 2: Swoope]It's been two years, and I am afraid ofNot making a classic that's not Wake UpThe weight of, the weight of the last one kinda takes aToll on my heart, pay up, keep it in line, shape upTaper, gonna take a whole lot more to fade usYou see what my heart's made of, darker than Darth VaderWant the Marc JacobsMore than the ladder that's marked "Jacob's"The latter is far greater, former is small tatersCompared to the glory the Lord's been storing for our sake cuzAfter Revelation, way before SegaThat's Genesis, His image is making us far greaterSo I ain't gotta measure up to your standardCuz I know I don't measure up to your standardPerfection of the cross says I'm inadequate handle thisMy heart wasn't made for gloryBut the blessing of the cross says I'm that equipped to battle thisWhy? Cuz Jesus stands before meI'm human, I'm prone to fail U R ESo at some point I'm gonna fail you, sorryIt's freedom in that, so stop stressingOn whether I'm hot or not, stop guessingI don't need your two thumbs up, so stop textingPerfection is the goal, but excellence is acceptedAll last year I was wrestling with depressionSchool of hard knocks till I finally learned the lessonYou don't learn to trust God till you gotta trust GodDon't learn you got nothing until it's just God[Hook: Natalie Lauren]All of the things I do for love
