Ms. Jesseca - On the Prize

Huh
They point and judge
To a certain degree
I just see it as a grudge
Why they take it up with me
It's just a lack of inner love
I had to let it go and spread my wings like a dove
Cuz life lesson and life failures
Got me cussin' up a storm like a Navy sailor
And my clothes don't fit gotta call a tailor
Lotta dead weight that I had to loose
Choices I had to choose
Scars beat up and bruised
What's the meaning of misused
Never a victim of the system
Whether a victory, cuz God in me
A new way to see
Dreams become visually
Pictures imperfect
Chattin on the snap, Instagram lurkin'
They ain't scoring no points,
They just cappin' and purpin'
Tell the world when you hurtin'
Every day ain't for certain
Understand my point of view
I feed the soul food
Something new to chew
I reflect you

Keep your eye
Open wide
Keep your eye
On the prize

Live alive inside
Live alive with pride
A daily homicide like genocide
Where I reside
It ain't no run and hide
It's cryptic in the crooked letter
Rhythm & blues got me feelin' like I'm mo betta
So I rise and grind for that mo cheddar
Any weather, real leather
And if I gotta fake it
I rather not make it
Haters can't take it
I'm using my brain
After insane

Keep your eye
Open wide
Keep your eye
On the prize
Keep your eye
Open wide
Keep your eye
On the prize

Written by:
Jessica McKnuckle

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