Too Creative

So I was recently told I was too creative

That I wasn’t Christ centered enough

And the peeps we trying to reach wouldn’t understand your speech

I told them it’s cool

It’s not an issue

I ain’t so judgmental

Thanks for your advice

I’m just not afraid of heights

Like Christ wasn’t afraid to mix spit with mud as if he couldn’t fix vision with one word

I’m sorry

I get my creativity from my Father

Have you ever been to the aquarium

Google the coral reef for pete’s sake

Thanks for your advice

I’ve just lost my fear

Like I’m not afraid of a blank canvas

I ain’t afraid to be the canvas

I’ve been marred in the potter’s hand and God don’t use erasers

Off on purpose

But what keeps you up at night?

Are you afraid of budget meetings or board of directors

Thanks for your advice

I have just lost my fear

of gravity

Since His majesty came and grabbed me

I have often wondered

How loud does an alarm clock need to be to wake a dead man

maybe you are right

I am too creative

Say I’m afraid of being wrong

but if I am, tell me

I ain’t afraid of correction

Humbly embrace lessons

Just like you shouldn’t be afraid of city permits

and submit to the process

Cause there is not one city permit that can stop what Elohim permits

I’m so comfortable with sovereignty

so done wasting words

so tired of lying to my Father in the mirror

See, that is where I get my courage from

My spine ain’t naturally stainless steel

And you can have freely what I have learned from failing miserably

And I guess this statement shook me

Cause honestly? I’m terrified

Terrified of wasting time

But you can bet your good graces

I aint afraid of their faces

Hearts of men wax cold

out your mind soul

It’s the guts to say no then nosedive

Follow commandments that don’t make sense

See, God says learn to walk worthy

and if you understood the cross you would see that command was such a paradox

I think I understand now

Between heresies and pharisees

Between schemes to get rich and work to attain wealth

This is why I graciously smile

Because truthfully, they are scared

Scared like most of us are

That you down to waste your weekends

and spend a couple hundred bucks to do the same thing you been doing

You scared like I am

That your ideas aren’t original

That you are just like your parents

That you are ok with mediocre

your product is mediocre

And the best you ever been and ever will be is so so

Homie, this aint a movie

You might go bankrupt and fail like the rest of us

You scared like I am

Scared that you are irrelevant

Like I understand Dax now

Is this really happening?

Am I still rapping?

Still doing the same thing I was doing when I was 15

And you scared cause you only give cause its a tax write off

or to Africa to prove you ain’t racist

When is the last time you gave a gardener a cup of water

I don’t even know our groundskeepers name and that vato wears a name tag

You scared

That your chair is way too comfortable

And the cost of your laptop could have fed Angola

And it really don’t bother you

You scared

Like I am

See I was recently told I was too creative

That shook me to the core

Cause I have no excuse for fear

I should be roller skating around Saturn

Looking down at satellites

If you muster up the bravery, you'll get this one day, that we fooled you

This ain't a conference

This is a runway

Why ain't you flying?