MARKIA - THE SPACE BETWEEN

Way past all of my past moves
All of these deep scars, all of these tattoos
All of those late nights, wake up at high noon
I never touch down, I only fly though
I'm understanding my life needed some fine tune
Every wrong I rewrite to have my time soon
Focused attention on my survival
That's what happens when idol become your rivals
My every move has now been magnified
There's nothing much to do but keep me pacified
While they discussing my private life in the public eye
Thеy say they speak the truth whеn they just publish lies
Never took a bribe, would rather die on my sword
Than have y'all thinking that I took a dive
This my slaughter house with all these crooked eyes
Now you're seeing I survived and you look surprised
Penthouses with no plus ones
Living life like i'm living off a trust fund
It's kinda right when God fixes what's been undone
So spot lights on the hero that's been unsung
Overcrowded sections when i'm overseas
Overwhelmed with blessings when they notice me
While there's some people in my city that ain't known to me
Who wanna be judge and jury and hand me whats been owed to me
I'm never on my 'woe is me'
But i'm overly scared of what I don't achieve
Seeing all my dreams from the mezzanine
While trying to catch a break in the space between

Went from tours with Lecrae to no stage
From having everybody on your side to no praise
From trying to do it right to going back to old ways
From hoping for the best to then seeing no change
If i'm not the heir to it then where's the Rogaine
Cause this teen spirit got me feeling like Cobain
And i'm too young to be thinking old age
And too close to be pushing away
Feeling like Lebron at the free throw
Game on the line and I haven't gone in beast mode
Trying to activate the cheat code
I'm years in and still haven't reached my peak tho
My heart beat slow, but I still move
28th floor with the ill view
While taking zoom calls from the Kill Crew
Planning what I want and what I will do
See you can walk the path but can you fill shoes
And these Nikes been checked still I ain't stressed
Used to ask for advances on my pay check
Now we toasting to the millis we ain't made yet
All these fears I couldn't count 'em
So it's taken all these years to do this album
Still living water flowing like a fountain
Now that my mustard seed has gone and moved a mountain
My purpose has be stalking me
While my failures have be taunting me
Still holding on in faith that ain't often seen
In the space between now and where He's calling me