Meant for More
Verse 1
The struggle is real – I don't know if I have enough muscles to do deal with the pain
When I'm feeling the strain, but I'll keep moving towards the light at the end of the tunnel
Until it's a train, still switching lanes until I can say that my meal ticket came
If I get a record deal will it change?
The stress just continues to build on my brain
I wouldn't doubt it if you're feeling the same –
Like you're stuck between a rock and a hard place
Lost in the car chase, living the fast life without options or hard breaks or stopping at our pace Only pain and misfortune – my eyes no longer conceal the flame when it's scorching;
It's more than I can handle, trying to lead by example
When I'm more than this when in reality, I’m poor as piss

Chorus
We’re meant for more;
If we could just get our feet near or in the door
We could end the wars, heal the sick, and defend the poor
Until then we'll just have to endure

Verse 2
All I can do now is suck it up,
But the problem with that is it fucking sucks
And as if all of that shit wasn't enough
Now I practice to give up because I have to live up
To define my name, grab the future by the reins just like a chain
Because slicing veins isn't the only way your life can change
I won't try to deny the claims at times I writhe in pain –
It's a crying shame, sometimes more than I can take
Living as if life's a game until signed or famous
Anxious to be the greatest MC attempting to make ends meet
But in the end, it may just end me, maybe it ain't what’s in me
But us, because it takes convincing when nobody else believes in me – not even me

Verse 3
I've been blessed with the drive inside which I used to give lessons to guys
Despite you seeing insightfully if I fully live life through “we”
Then I'm to see what I view seen in my vision it’s my mission to see
The world edified through peace
And if I prove each and every one of you wrong from sunup to dawn, so what then?
I'm strong when I make the world struggles my own
So you won't rely on your muscles alone
You wouldn't see light at the end of the tunnel but hope
You wouldn't be strangled in the struggle or choked
Even if your beginnings are humble or broke, there's a reason you do what you do you
I'm sure all of the hustlers know they're not stuck by their ways
But work nights or stay late to see brighter days
So whatever it is, I hope that you find your way