Walk On Water

I walk on water

But I ain't no Jesus

I walk on water

But only when it freezes

 

Why are expectations so high?

Is it the bar I set?

My arms, I stretch, but I can't reach

A far cry from it, or it's in my grasp, but as

Soon as I grab, squeeze

I lose my grip like the flyin' trapeze

Into the dark I plummet, now the sky's blackenin'

I know the mark's high, butterflies rip apart my stomach

Knowin' that no matter what bars I come with

You're gonna harp, gripe, and

That's a hard Vicodin to swallow, so I scrap these

As pressure increases like khakis

I feel the ice cracking, because

I walk on water

But I ain't no Jesus

I walk on water (shit)

But only when it freezes

 

It's the curse of the standard, that the first of the Mathers disc set

Always in search of the verse that I haven't spit yet

Will this step just be another misstep

To tarnish, whatever the legacy, love or respect

I've garnered?

The rhyme has to be perfect, the delivery flawless

And it always feels like I'm hittin' the mark

'Til I go sit in the car, listen and pick it apart

Like, "This shit is garbage!"

God's given me all this, still I feel no different regardless

Kids look to me as a god, this is retarded

If only they knew, it's a facade and it's exhaustive

And I try not to listen to nonsense

But if you bitches are tryin' to strip me of my confidence

Mission accomplished

I'm not God-sent

Nas, Rakim, Pac, B.I.G., James Todd Smith, and I'm not Prince, so

 

Play: www.youtube.com/watch?v=ryr75N0nki0

Done