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Comfort | Intro to The Real You (lyrics)



MAYBE I’M JUST COMFORT ZONING


VERSE

Comfort I’ve been craving since the birth of my craving of

Animal crackers, burgers, tacos, wafers and sugar babies

My baby days, baby ways, baby way too soft for me

Teeth contact and my gums impact pain of thinking back, It’s haunting


Yo

I never was a gang banger

Read books on each block, High IQ meant high stock

No black top or drop top in my mind

Overweight so my only escape, academic grind


Used to have a high top fade

Tried to dap up the brothers but was given the fade

Knew about the tree trunk before there was shade

Looking at my shadow the only friend I made


Bullies came for me like a matador with a red flag

Itching to hit my head, they slang paper, called me fag

Balled up messages and paper planes say my name and bad jokes

Not dad jokes, but sad jokes, about that one time I had choked


Trying to confess to the best of our class, she had to pass

All eyes were on me, so immediately asked the teacher for the hall pass

Hyperventilating in the bathroom, tears flowing like I’m in my dad’s room

Telling him ‘bout what happens in the classroom, Sorry to bother you


They say comfort is the enemy of progress

Can’t digest that

But I digress

I’m unable to die

Love is immortal, people following the grave where I lie

Now #hashtag that


CHORUS

These stripes I’ve fought to earn

You carry them with me

Wounds I’ve opened up again

You heal the scars in me

Feeling like a TEMPUR Pedic, maybe (My comfort zone is when I’m coming home)

Keep me warm (The greatest comfort to know, I’m not in control of my soul)


VERSE

Think about you every night and day

When I get on my knees and pray

In this crowded mess I lay

If there’s no word left to say

I wave my hand, thoughts begin to stir, my vision blurs

Liquid forming from these eyes occurs

I call that precipitation

My Trail of Tears could probably free a sickened nation

But I won’t know until the water sinks into the ground to make mud

Gotta find a way to teach how to make love instead of shed blood

The red blood that flows through everybody’s veins

If roses are blue to you then it’s true you are not insane

It’s ok to be different, I live for your lane

Black white brown yellow, different shades but family same



CHORUS

These stripes I’ve fought to earn

You carry them with me

Wounds I’ve opened up again

You heal the scars in me

Feeling like a TEMPUR Pedic, maybe (My comfort zone is when I’m coming home)

Keep me warm (The greatest comfort to know, I’m not in control of my soul)



VERSE

Sometimes

The best way to love somebody is to just listen and be there

Show that you care... by holding me

Too much weight on my shoulders

But now I’m at the front door and the wait is over


You say “Welcome home”, I say “Nothing much”

You say “I ain’t say what’s up” so….what’s up?

I have too much, keep my pain inside, selfish foolish senseless pride

Even when I’m in my prime, emotions are on a ride

Up and down like roller coaster, the music kind

I choose Rapsody as my song featuring Musiq Soulchild


They comfort is the enemy of achievement, I disagree with this

Can’t believe this statement

I’d rather sleep in a bed with you than be on the pavement

Turning my black skin to white chalk


Bed to lay, roof over my head, food in my mouth

That’s the comfort of success, nod if you know what I’m talking ‘bout

That’s not complacency or self-content

More like basking in accomplishments

Existence is the evidence


END

Maybe Im just comfort zoning (WELCOME HOME)

My comfort zone is when Im coming home (comfort zoning)

Maybe Im just comfort zoning (To know Im not in control of my soul)

Comfort Ive been craving...



Intro to The Real You: MIRROR


*ME*

Comfort was the goal

Until I gained too much

And lost my soul

If life is a stage

Then what’s my role?

If life is working hard to go far

Then why go to the polls?

The votes are all based on popularity

The ones overlooked usually have the most clarity


*GOD*

Embarrassed to say merit alone is not the way

To make cake there are many ingredients at play

Love trust and respect, not gluttony lust and neglect

Grudges left unchecked creates an undesirable face

Take off the mask, look in the mirror, see what won’t last

Trouble in your way looks bigger in the glass

It needs a little cleaning, no problem, can get it done fast

The rain will pass

But not like this

Ignorance is bliss

At least that’s what they say it is

But is it really?



Thank you for reading and listening!


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