God's Day Off

Red Pill
 Just looking for some vindication, a little bit of validation, just looking for some vindication
 1: Red Pill
 We learn to walk like a god does
 Even god has his off days
 Cause when you take a moment, stop building, start feeling
 You might get caught up in that cross fade
 It's somewhere in between the ear
 A place where we believe in fear
 Saying shit that we don't need to hear
 I think I'll leave that beer sitting on this bar
 So the tender doesn't count, never rendered the amount
 That I spent on the cost, pennies for your thoughts
 Now let me take a walk on through that childhood
 Living in those wild woods, started thinking why would
 I ever be so clever on that mic if the vibes good?
 I wrote a whole lotta rhymes, most of them mediocre
 Some will claim they're divine, I'm just trying to stay sober
 Now if I could find that mind to ever find closure
 Maybe then I could really see what's going on
 Red Pill
 Cause even God has His off days
 Even God took a day off
 So why we stressing out in spite of this past, of this fight
 I'm sick of stretching out this life 2: Red Pill
 So what do you think he thinks
 When he's looking in that mirror and he's still afraid to blink
 Believing if that even if he doesn't see himself
 The fact will still remain that he probably needs some help
 Sick of drowning in the pity, sick of looking at this city
 Sick of no one fucking with me, I'm sick of fucking rap
 And I don't need to ask if she's growing tired too
 What the fuck would make a difference?
 I don't need that point of view
 Pennies for my songs, nobody sings along
 I sit alone at home so I know the drinks are strong
 Don't know why I bother, got it from my father
 Procrastination, will power, can't save a dollar
 Got an alma mater, don't know why it matters
 They say "you did it proper", I'm still a broke rapper
 Blue collar scholar, by now you know the laughter
 And I don't think they really know what's going on
 3: Verbal Kent
 Listen
 He lived his whole life waiting for his worst fear to come true
 His family waited for him to undo
 Undone he came, luckily his soul-mate stayed sane
 Saw him as he plunged to his grave
 Tried to hold his hand on this cliff, toward darkness
 Saw her grip weaken started yelling out his name
 His kin can only watch as his stock fall
 One of them was by his side, other tuned in from afar
 The latter made sure he'd never be like this
 To the point he kept his distance, couldn't see him like this
 Swore he'd never live a life of regret
 Never set himself up to fail, he would die trying
 After visits he would lie crying
 If only Dad would've given himself a fighting chance, he'd be high flying
 It's never too late, this verse isn't done
 Every son waits and learns from what his father's become
 Hook