Verse 1
Questions riddle my brain/ viewing my mothers pain /Uncle Tommy to my left, in a coffin, its just a shame// I peer out on the crowd, full of people I dont know/ masked up, family members that knew me once long ago//
Smile cant fit me/ I didnt plan to emcee/when your heart full of sorrow, your words are never empty//
I open up in prayer/ ""God grant us peace, where your plans aint clear, its hard to sense you near""//

Hook: Help me while I'm on this narrow road(8X)

Verse 2
They said never to question you/ up there you gotta better view/ But if you my Pops how else can I connect to you// my people strong at believing/ but struggle at grieving/ busy trying to survive & exodus Pharoah's treatment //
Yea, it a be nice to get therapy for trauma/ but a man cant cool down if you keep him in the sauna//
I got my hammer for construction/ da sword for the destructive/ the weeping cant profit w/o Nehemiah justice//

Verse 3
ct 12 I wrote a letter to God like would you please/ deliver my family from poverty disease// Pops Moms in the hood/ Mamas Mama in the hood / we on a base in debt dodging creditors if we could//
Thought I would be the Moses to spark thee whole exodus/ take them across the red sea to a free residence // Thought Id do it before my 30s/ but I still got student loans due before the 30th// you see the conflict/ struggles and the nonsense/ the poor got to pay the rich just to be content// This is my lament/ honesty in drenched/ Clocks ticking God help it all make sense//