[Verse 1]
I’m blessed and lyrically divine the truth is hidden by design
You only understand the meaning when you read between the lines
From beginning to my prime I live to challenge and define
I’m trying to etch a vivid scripture give a vision to the blind
An album is a glimpse of what I feel between the grind
So every night I free my mind and dump my thoughts between the lines
You see beyond the image when you look into my eyes
I’m trying to paint a picture through the rhythm and the rhyme
A child, I looked at everything with rosy tinted glasses
I thought Santa Claus was coming I thought every kid got passes
Now I see the proof the world ain’t really so attractive
Like the truth taxed all my youth and made the payments retroactive
They say I’m intellectual but never trying to lecture you
All I do is talk and treat this booth like a confessional
And I ain’t perfect but I hope that it’s effectual
I’m just a mortal man I want the candy not the vegetables

[Hook]
Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Think broke I can’t be with ya
My intention’s to get richer
My passion is my work
I’m trying to paint a perfect picture
A master is at work
I’m trying to paint a perfect picture yeah
Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Think broke I can’t be with ya
My intention’s to get richer
My passion is my work
I’m trying to paint a perfect picture
A master is at work
I’m trying to paint a perfect picture yeah

[Verse 2]
Zuby’s never been a puppet to the modern day oppression
So expect a stupid answer if you ask a stupid question
A threat to the whole system cuz I rap about progression
So they try to hold me back to push the ignorance and weapons
You fail cuz it’s a hobby but I win cuz it’s obsession
You think rap is just a job don’t understand the damn profession
Invest in every session spending hours on perfection
Trying to paint a perfect picture through my art and my reflection
It’s more than just expression, but tell me what’s important
Is it family, intent, or the material on surface?
Does it even matter if your life is a disservice?
You can never be the man if to humanity you’re worthless
To every kid that listens, every person who’s believing
I hope my music helps you every day of every season
And falling is essential you can win long as you’re breathing
Never sit on your potential man get up and keep achieving
[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Time will wait for no one that’s a bitter pill to swallow
Your future’s in your hands and you can shape your own tomorrow
Or you can do what others do cuz sheep are made to follow
To the shear or to the slaughter either way the wave will follow
Time will wait for no one that’s a bitter pill to swallow
Your future’s in your hands and you can shape your own tomorrow
Or you can do what others do, sheep are made to follow
To the shear or to the slaughter either way the wave will follow