The weight of today
Is like stashing money in a way.
You lock it up day by day.
Only to find that it still isn’t safe.

Unto God we pray
“Hey, is everything okay?
There’s devils in the corner
Leading Your people astray!”
And from my eyes, what a surprise.
Y’all believe these little white lies

I guess I’m like Moses,
When he saw the Israelite spirit die.
But why? For some money and fame?
The same dollar made you holler
While strapped to a chain.
Now you want to be free
From this life that you claimed.
And if God stayed the same,
Then who should be blamed?