Ill Mind of Hopsin 7
Hopsin Lyrics

It's us, mind power
We have the ability to control our own minds and thoughts.

Live life, mind power
We should live our lives with the power of our minds, making our own choices and decisions.

Yo, fuck anybody I might alarm
I don't care about anyone who might be offended or disturbed by my thoughts and beliefs.

Life is a tour, I sit and ride along
Life is an ongoing journey and I observe and experience it.

Taking some notes and then I write the songs
I learn from my experiences and emotions and express them through my music.

I'm staring down the road my life has gone
I'm reflecting on the path my life has taken and questioning if it's the right one.

Is this where I belong?
Am I in the right place in life and following the right path?

Is it wrong to not believe in right and wrong?
Am I wrong for questioning the concept of morality and not adhering to traditional beliefs?

My mental state is fucking me up
My thoughts and emotions are causing me distress and confusion.

And I cried upon while asking You for some answers
I expressed my emotions and pleaded for guidance from a higher power.

But we don't have that type of bond
I feel disconnected from the higher power I reached out to.

Now my desire's gone with the way that I've been living lately
My passion and motivation have diminished due to the way I've been living my life.

If I died right now, You'd turn the fire on
If I were to die at this moment, I fear that I would be condemned to hell.

Sick of this bullshit, niggas call me a sellout
I'm tired of dealing with people who criticize and label me as a traitor or hypocrite.

'Cause I hopped to Christianity so strongly then I fell out
Because I initially embraced Christianity fervently but have since abandoned it.

Now I'm avoiding questions like a scared dog with his tail down
I'm evading difficult questions and avoiding confrontation like a frightened animal.

Feeling so damn humiliated 'cause they looking at me like I'm hellbound
I feel deeply embarrassed because others perceive me as destined for damnation.

What story should I tell now? I'll just expose the truth
I no longer want to hide or fabricate stories; I'll reveal the truth as I see it.

I'm so close to the fucking edge, I should be close to You
I'm on the brink of emotional turmoil and I feel that I should be closer to a higher power for guidance.

But who the fuck are You? You never showed the proof
I question the existence and credibility of a higher power because there is no tangible evidence.

And I'm only fucking human, yo, what am I supposed to do?
I'm just a fallible human being, so how am I expected to know the right path to follow?

There's way too many different religions with vivid descriptions
There are countless religions with distinct beliefs and explanations.

Begging all fucking men and women to listen
Each religion urges people to pay attention and follow their teachings.

I can't even beat my dick without getting convicted
I can't even engage in a personal act without feeling guilty or judged.

These ain't wicked decisions, I got different intentions
My actions are not intentionally immoral, I simply have my own unique motives.

I been itching to get it, I've been given assistance
I've had a strong desire to succeed and have received some help along the way.

But the whole fucking system is twisted
The entire system and structure of society is corrupt and distorted.

Now I'm dealing with this backlash because Marcus isn't a Christian
I'm facing criticism and negative consequences because I no longer identify as a Christian.

And I've been told that my sinful life is an addiction
Others have labeled my lifestyle as addictive and immoral.

But I can't buy it, it's just too hard to stand beside it
I don't accept or believe in the idea that my way of living is inherently wrong, it's difficult to support that notion.

I need an answer and humans can't provide it
I'm seeking answers, but other humans are unable to offer the clarity I seek.

I look at the Earth and Sun and I can tell a genius man designed it
When I observe the intricacies and wonders of nature, I can't help but believe that they were purposely created by an intelligent being.

It's truly mind blowing, I can't deny it
The complexity and beauty of the world is awe-inspiring and undeniable to me.

Is heaven real? Is it fake? Is it really how I fantasize it?
I ponder whether heaven exists, if it's as I imagine it, or if it's all illusory.

Where's the Holy Ghost at? How long it take Man to find it?
I question the whereabouts of the Holy Ghost and how long humanity has sought its existence.

My mind's a nonstop tape playing and I can't rewind it
My mind continually replays thoughts and experiences, and I can't change or forget them.

You gave me a bible and expect me not to analyze it
You provided me with a bible, but I can't help but scrutinize and question its contents.

I'm frustrated and you provoked it
I feel annoyed and agitated, and I believe you are partly responsible for it.

I'm not reading that motherfucking book because a human wrote it
I refuse to read that book because it was written by a fallible human.

I have a fucking brain, You should know it
I possess a brain and the capacity for critical thinking; you should be aware of that.

You gave it to me to think to avoid every useless moment
You gave me a brain so I can think and avoid wasting my time on pointless matters.

It was a mission that I had to abort
I had to abandon a mission or purpose that I previously felt compelled to fulfill.

'Cause humans be lying with such an inaccurate source
Humans often deceive and mislead with unreliable and untruthful information.

It's gon' be hard to put me back on the course
It will be challenging to redirect me towards a new path or belief system.

Next Jehovah's witness to come on my porch, I swear I'm slammin' the door
If another Jehovah's witness approaches my door, I promise I will angrily close it on them.

A lot of folks believe it though, but I'm not surprised
Many people do believe, but I am not shocked or astonished by their beliefs.

Humans are fucking dumb, still thinkin' that Pac's alive
People can be ignorant, still clinging to the belief that Tupac is alive.

I ain't trying to take your legacy and torch it down
I don't aim to destroy or diminish your legacy or beliefs.

I'm just saying, I ain't heard shit from the horse's mouth
I'm just stating that I haven't received any direct or reliable information from a credible source.

Just sheep always telling stories of older guys
People are like sheep, constantly repeating and sharing tales about influential figures of the past.

Who were notarized by you when you finally vocalized
These figures gained recognition and authority when you supposedly spoke through them.

Now I'm supposed to bow my head and close my eyes
Now I'm expected to submit and be obedient, disregarding my critical thinking.

And somehow let the Holy Ghost arise, sounds like a fucking poltergeist
And allow the Holy Ghost to manifest, but it feels more like a supernatural haunting.

Show yourself and the boom is done
Reveal your existence and all doubts and skepticism will vanish.

Every rumor's gone, I no longer doubt this shit, you're the one
All uncertainties and speculations will cease, for I will believe that you are the ultimate power.

I'll admit that my sinful ways was stupid fun
I acknowledge that my past indulgences and behavior were enjoyable but foolish.

And all my old habits can hop onto of a roof to plunge
I will abandon my previous vices and destructive patterns completely.

I'll donate to a charity that could use the funds
I will contribute to a charitable organization that is in need of financial support.

Fuck the club, instead of bitches I'd hang with a group of nuns
I reject the party scene and instead prefer to spend time with a group of nuns.

And everyone I ran into would know what I came to do
Everyone I encountered would understand and recognize my purpose and intentions.

I wouldn't take a step unless it was in the name of You
I would only take actions that align with your name or teachings.

I hate the fact that I have to believe
I dislike the pressure to have faith and believe in something without evidence.

You haven't been chatting with me like you did Adam and Eve
You haven't communicated with me in the same way you supposedly did with Adam and Eve.

And I ain't seen no talking snake unravel from trees
I haven't witnessed any talking snake descending from trees as described in the story of Adam and Eve.

With an apple to eat, that shit never happens to me
I have never experienced or encountered anything like that apple-eating incident.

I don't know if you do or don't exist, shit is driving me crazy
I'm uncertain about your existence, and it's causing me great distress and confusion.

Send your condolences, this is me reaching to you so don't forget
Consider this my plea for reassurance, hoping for some form of response or acknowledgement from you.

If hell is truly your pit of fire and I get thrown in it
If hell is indeed the punishment you've designed, and I end up there as a result of my disbelief.

I'mma probably regret the fact that I ever wrote this shit
I will likely feel remorse for expressing these doubts and uncertainties.

My gut feeling says it's all fake, I hate to say it but fuck it, shit I done lost faith
My intuition tells me that it's all fabricated, and despite my reluctance, I have lost my belief and trust.

This isn't a small phase, my perspective's all changed
This is not a temporary phase; my view and perception have been completely altered.

My thoughts just keep picking shit apart all day
My mind constantly analyzes and deconstructs concepts and ideas, endlessly.

And in my mind, I make perfect sense
In my own mind, my reasoning and conclusions are sound and logical.

If you aren't real then all my prayers aren't worth a cent
If you don't exist, then all the prayers I've made are worthless and futile.

That would mean that I could just make up what my purpose is
That would imply that I can simply invent my own meaning and purpose in life.

And I could just sit in the church and say fuck in the services
I could attend religious services but disregard their teachings, expressing my dissent and disrespect.

Man, what if Jesus was a facade? Then that would mean the government's God
What if Jesus was merely an illusion or deception? That would imply that the government is the true ruling power.

I feel like they've been brainwashing us with a lot
I believe that the government has been manipulating and indoctrinating us with various falsehoods.

So much that we don't even notice that we're stuck in the box
They have conditioned us to the extent that we are unaware of our own confinement and limited perspectives.

Man everything is what if, why is it always, "what if?"
So much uncertainty exists, why are we always questioning and doubting?

Planet Earth, "what if?" The universe, "what if?"
We constantly question the mysteries of our planet, our vast universe, and their origins and truths.

My sacrifice, "what if?" My afterlife, "what if?"
Even the nature of my sacrifices and the existence of an afterlife are subject to doubt and speculation.

Every fucking thing that deals with you is fucking suspect
All matters related to you are highly doubtful and questionable.

I'm fucking done, I'm fucking done
I'm completely finished, and I want nothing more to do with it.

This is my fucking life and I'm living it, I'm having fun
I will live my life on my own terms, enjoying myself and finding happiness.

If you really care for me, prove that I need to live carefully
If you genuinely love and care for me, demonstrate why I should be cautious and make responsible choices.

But I'll be damned if I put my own pleasure aside for an afterlife that isn't even guaranteed
I refuse to sacrifice my own happiness and satisfaction for the uncertain promise of an afterlife.

We are you, and you're us, stop playing games
We are interconnected and part of the same existence, so stop toying with us.

My life's all I got, and heaven is all in my brain
My life is all I possess, and the concept of heaven only exists within my own mind.

And when I feel I'm in hell, my ideas are what get me through pain
During times when I experience suffering and anguish, my own thoughts and beliefs provide solace and strength.

Do as you please, and I'll just do me, I'm a human, I'll stay in my lane
You can do whatever you want, and I will do what feels right for me; as a human, I will stick to my own path.

Ill mind
These are the thoughts and perspectives of an disturbed and disillusioned mind.