Two Light Beams - Mr. J. Medeiros

I try to find my place in this world before my times up

And in my race I see this girl holding a sign up

It says the end is near she’s asking if I’d lend an ear

And if I knew about her God and why He sent me here

As she was talking all I thought about was family

And If He above me should love and understand me

And the reason why I stopped for this girl on my block

And why I’m leaving without a dollar to drop

In her donation box

Promise notes and superstition

Paying for my salvation

Paying for her tuition

The whole nation blind to intuition it seems

And these seams run blue like Jeans

Neither true nor false just caught in these true life dreams

My eyes in the dark like two light beams

Can you see me

Feels like we all born preemie’s

Grown men in big clothes wearing those just born beanies

I agree «G» see it’s cold out here

So many poker faces make you fold out here

More lonely places then homes out here

No wonder why we all on our phones out here

I feel like God put a love in me

I speak my mind and hope that same God don’t punish me

If I were meek I’d by lying I’d be hungry see

Them all lying in the street under the money trees

Some got work some get enslavement

Some got dirt some get pavement

Some in a hurry just to wonder where the day went

Some in the hurt of it all trying to save it

Tell me how the sum can be greater then it’s parts

When everyone is fallen with some falling apart

Maybe it’s a blessing the act of playing a part

Some just ask questions sit back and call it art

I try to find my place in this world like my place in a song

I find my pace pasting words where they belong

In my race I see that girls face saying it’s wrong

And though there’s something great were facing

I know she’s paper chasing

Like every other rapper on my radio station

Have you buying shoes but can’t show you how to lace them

So really what’s a rapper got to do with being Jason

Nothing it’s all bluffing

Mind numbing it’s all Bufferin

A time comes when the searching’s of a man

Become the inner workings of his hands

And some won’t like, won’t care, or understand

Some spend their whole life scarring you to follow plan

Follow suit until your body’s just a hollow suit

Live in the now for tomorrows truth

And what is promised you is every mans fight to be seen

My eyes in the dark like two light beams

Can you feel me

Some got work some get enslavement

Some got dirt some get pavement

Some in a hurry just to wonder where the day went

Some in the hurt of it all trying to save it

Tell me how the sum can be greater then it’s parts

When everyone is fallen with some falling apart

Maybe it’s a blessing the act of playing a part

Some just ask questions sit back and call it art