Locksmith, Olamide Faison - Helpless lyrics

Yeah

My grandmother said that my
Cellphone is demonic
I’d rather respond with a laugh
Then take a stand the honesty you found in
That statement is ironic
You pray to god then worship our data plans
We kneel at the social media alter
Confessing every sin and condemning
Those that faltered
Falsify life that we like and
Receive a stipend of likes
In hopes to hype the
Excitement that we exhausted
And jump at the first chance of distraction
And try to avoid real human interaction
We indulge and divulge all of our passion and
Passing our past thoughts and
Toss aside our compassion
Imagine if you had to look
A person in his eyes
No hand-picked profile picked
For your disguise
No false sense of pride or reside of hiding
Just a soul possessed and the
Skin you arrived in

Did I fall in? Can you see?
What I’m caught in? Is it me?
Where does it leave? Is this a dream?
It seems so real feels like I’m lost

My other grandmother raised a family
In the war zone
A foreign country that was war prone
The contra scandle had a
Handle on that region
When my uncles came here to them
Richmond was the Four Seasons
After work walking on bissel
Bullets mean less when you used
To dealing with missiles
And it’s hard to fall asleep
When there’s bombs exploding nightly
And the stress you get to
Witnessing deaths scars your psyche
And it’s likely been caused by the
Very country you came to
Rearranged the sight only to find
You got the same view
You had a dream still none of it came true
See the land of opportunity only contains you
And it’s futile for you, pal, so you plow
The avenue nowand try to do more but
Every door they shoot down
If you drowned and it was meant to be
Essentially can only try for so long
‘till you break down eventually

Am I stalling? Is it me?
Is it calling? Can you see?
Where does it leave? Is this a dream?
It seems so real feels like I’m lost

For every breath that is exhaled I excel
Passed the point that they thought
I would ever reach
If any person in my life doesn’t mesh well
I separate before trust is ever breached
‘cuz sometimes being smart is being selfish
And self preservation is key
They try to equate modesty
With being helpless
But those are very different trait's to me
If you speak how you feel then
They bill you as crazed
If you stick to your guns
That will become praised
If you phase by the thoughts
And opinions of other people
You can only get as far as they say
Or how they see you
But it’s lethal how they leave you in a lurch
For what it’s worth, no matter what
You’re never considered equal
So deceitful how to speak to the
Ones that state a mission
You either pay the price or pay attention

Am I falling? Can you see?
What I'm caught in? Is it me?
Am I stalling? Is it calling?
Can you see?