KS - TASK Lyrics

Christmas day they feel my presence
Head in my hands from depression
I was self diagnosing it left me stressing
Why didn't I see I was a blessing
But desperate times call for desperate measures
Now I use my words as a weapon
I made Kool-Aid when life threw me lemons
The love I give out they never question
Never second guessing
Runs in my denims
I am Coco's second
Put my grandma on my pendant
She's gone but we never forgetting
Yo pressure makes diamonds
I'm a diamond in the dirt I just need mining
Just need finding
But when they need a soldier, it's my number they're dialling
It's the hardest part
Spit fire like Charizard
They try take what's ours
But my heart is pure, my heart ain't dark
They question the art
But it comes from the scars
Made from the war wounds
Oh you've had a bad day oh poor you
Let me find something to pour you
While I attack my day like 4-4-2
And we ain't making a truce
Best duck or they hit one in your Canada Goose
Raising shots like they're buying out the bar
The ends are a mess I read my Psalms
And I write these bars looking at the lines on my palm
Reminds me stick to this task
Anything I want then I ask
I ask God help me stay hungry like I fast
I'm fully charged up round here
There was days I was holding back tears
There was days I couldn't expose my fears
There was days I was losing sleep over, ediats
And their greediness
It's mad how they're now feeling us
Jump on the riddim they're wheeling us
Jump on the riddim they're wheeling us
I've been going through a phase
I don't even know what to call this one
I don't wanna work for no one
I wanna do what I love
Struggling to wake up
And I write these bars looking at the lines on my palms
Anything I want then I ask
The ends are a mess so I read my Psalms
Anything I want then I stick to this task

Christmas day they feel my presence
Head in my hands from depression
I was self diagnosing it left me stressing
Why didn't I see I was a blessing
But desperate times call for desperate measures
Now I use my words as a weapon
I made Kool-Aid when life threw me lemons
The love I give out they never question
Never second guessing
Runs in my denims
I am Coco's second
Put my grandma on my pendant
She's gone but we never forgetting
Yo pressure makes diamonds
I'm a diamond in the dirt I just need mining
Just need finding
But when they need a soldier, it's my number they're dialling
It's the hardest part
Spit fire like Charizard
They try take what's ours
But my heart is pure, my heart ain't dark
They question the art
But it comes from the scars
Made from the war wounds
Oh you've had a bad day oh poor you
Let me find something to pour you
While I attack my day like 4-4-2
And we ain't making a truce
Best duck or they hit one in your Canada Goose
Raising shots like they're buying out the bar
The ends are a mess I read my Psalms
And I write these bars looking at the lines on my palm
Reminds me stick to this task
Anything I want then I ask
I ask God help me stay hungry like I fast
I'm fully charged up round here
There was days I was holding back tears
There was days I couldn't expose my fears
There was days I was losing sleep over, ediats
And their greediness
It's mad how they're now feeling us
Jump on the riddim they're wheeling us
Jump on the riddim they're wheeling us
I've been going through a phase
I don't even know what to call this one
I don't wanna work for no one
I wanna do what I love
Struggling to wake up
And I write these bars looking at the lines on my palms
Anything I want then I ask
The ends are a mess so I read my Psalms
Anything I want then I stick to this task