What Matters
What's on the flip side of lust
What's left is trust where the heart should have been
The hardships of sin are carved into the art that I spit
The harder it gets, the stronger that the armor defends
The darker it gets, the harder time light has getting in
I called you my friend, so you could see the scars of a man
Guarded within, finally be opened again
She said, " I wanted you forever, you ain't listen though...
Ain't pay attention to the signs I was giving you"
Hearing that shit comе from a Goddess hitting different yo
Causе all a nigga really want is to be listened to
Reciprocated love ain't easy as the movie scenes
It truly brings a different joy
Every boy has got to make a choice
On how to balance out the lustful noise
Grabbing ass is trust destroyed
Trust deployed, equals lust restored when consensual
Contractual obligations are made to prevent vitriol
Respect is the foundation at minimal
Made a vow that I'd never enter her inner soul
If I doubt my position
Could she raise my children?
Are they made resilient?
Can they empathize with the pain I'm feeling?
Can they break their own limits?
What are things that they suffer with that they should pray for healing?
These are questions I ask people that they hate revealing
You could be straight, gay, bisexual, ace, trans
No matter your preference, this life is a great dance
So take chances every moment you got
Cause one day there will not be seconds left up on that shot clock
Yo, take chances every moment you got
Cause one day there will not be seconds left on that shot clock