Intro Wash away your sins Baptize your minds Listen carefully, Perhaps after this you'll be a changed man Verse 1 Six chapters, a story of a black guy Pouring out his heart over a black sky Seeking the light, seeking a white cloud Hoping it elevates to the right sound His dreams falling like meteor showers Awakening his secret powers But is it enough to save him from his true self? Is it enough when he has already been through hell? Maybe the idea of happiness is false hope Chasing something so distant Why is sadness is a shortcut but happiness a long road? These are the questions we need to ask pastors on the pulpit Faith tested daily, had to pray just to uplift it Or really push it The only time he experienced a soft life was when he slept on a cushion... At a furniture shop that's crazy He held up his head high But damn his head heavy This is his prologue Hook Ink by ink his pen sink in Page by page his words hidden Chapter by chapter his story is written This is his prologue Verse 2 Woke up from that dream, back to cold floors Reality knocking, he can't open doors Carrying pain like it’s stitched to his skin Smiling outside but it’s war within Mama said “pray,” but his faith feel thin Talking to God but he question Him Like “where were You when I needed a sign?” “Why give me purpose then leave me behind?” deep in his chest there’s a flicker of light A spark that refuses to die in the night So he writes every tear, every scar, Turn pain into poetry, Starting to believe he's truly a star He realized pain was part of the plan Not to destroy but to shape the man So he stood up tall, wiped dust off his jeans Turned broken thoughts into bigger dreams If happiness far, then he’ll walk that mile Even if it takes him a while to smile This is his prologue Hook Ink by ink his pen sink in Page by page his words hidden Chapter by chapter his story is written This is his prologue [violin solo] This is his prologue This is his prologue This is his prologue
