The Rafters
The Jokerr Lyrics

We all live an untold story that we long to unfold
Each person has a hidden narrative within them that they desire to reveal and share with others

Look around from the rafters, there's no mistakes at all
When we observe our lives from a higher perspective, we realize that every experience, even the ones we perceive as mistakes, serves a purpose and contributes to our growth

We all live an untold story that we wish we could quickly unfold
We all have a desire to unravel and expose our hidden stories as soon as possible

Looking down from the rafters we only grow even if we fall
When we take a detached perspective and observe our lives, we realize that even in our failures and setbacks, we continue to evolve and develop

Yo, I sit again here with a blank look and I'm gonna get my rap in
I find myself once again sitting here, feeling empty and expressionless, but determined to share my thoughts through my music

It's been a whole minute but I'm back I gotta vent, it's my passion
Although some time has passed, I have returned to release my emotions and frustrations through my music, as it is my true calling

Took a long hard look at the condition of my life and I just don't like it
After deeply evaluating the state of my life, I have come to dislike the current circumstances

Spent a whole damn year and I'm still right here and undecided
Despite an entire year passing, I find myself stuck in the same place, unsure of what path to take

OHoOo-oHOO! Still here singing like, OhoO-OoOH Yeah!
Despite my struggles and uncertainties, I continue to express myself through music, putting my emotions into song

Then 3-2-1 then I'm back to the rap like it ain't nobody's business
After a brief pause, I swiftly return to rapping with a strong and confident demeanor, as if it's my sole purpose

I'm thinking it's the least I can do while I'm here trying to shake this deadly sickness
I believe that rapping is the minimum effort I can put forth while I actively try to overcome my inner turmoil and personal struggles

Damn it I get so angry inside that I can't contain it and I get mad at the way that I'm feeling and I'm left with no explanation
My internal anger becomes overwhelming, and I become frustrated with myself and the emotions I experience, yet I cannot find a clear reason behind them

And I watch myself punch holes in the walls of every one of my relationships and the people who only love me get to bear the brunt of all my frustrations
I witness myself causing damage and strain in my relationships by allowing my anger and frustration to manifest physically, hurting the very people who care for me the most

Oh, what a waste of breath what a waste of a man
I feel like my existence is futile and my presence is unproductive and insignificant

I could die right here in the place that I stand and my bones in the wind get erased in the sand what an ever so curious case that I am
I contemplate the possibility of dying in my current state, where my existence would fade away and be forgotten, reflecting on the enigmatic nature of my life

Will I leave me a legacy, will I ever turn around or hang my head as the saddest sounds resound singing
I wonder if I will leave behind a lasting impact or if I will continue to dwell in sadness, as the echoes of my sorrowful songs reverberate

Yo I sit again here thinking back to a time when I use to sing so freely
I find myself reminiscing about a past when I could express myself through music without any inhibitions

I came to the mic with nothing but the words on my mind at the time it was easy
In the past, I approached the microphone with only my thoughts and emotions, and it felt effortless to convey them through my music

They'd roll right off the tongue, and I'd escape in the sound
The words would effortlessly flow from my mouth, providing me an escape within the music

I'd lose myself in the music 8 Mile shit while the problems drown
I would immerse myself in the music, just like in the movie 8 Mile, where my problems would disappear and fade into the background

But NoOo-HoOo! You feeling what I'm saying now? NoOo-HOOOOhoO!
Can you understand the depth of my emotions conveyed through these lyrics? Can you relate to the intensity of my message?

Now it's all long gone and I wish so bad I could go back
Those moments of artistic freedom and emotional release are now distant memories, and I deeply yearn to return to that state

Will it happen again will I get that chance? Oh who knows that
I wonder if I will ever experience that same creative freedom again, uncertain of what the future holds

Right now all I know is it's crushing this pressure I'm feeling
Currently, I only recognize the overwhelming weight and strain of the pressure I am experiencing

And I need this music more than ever to keep it from building
Music has become my refuge, a necessity to prevent the pressure from intensifying further

It's an outlet I've neglected to utilize as of lately and as a consequence I've been a grumpy bitch and everybody around me just hates me
I have neglected to use music as an outlet recently, and as a result, I have become irritable and unpleasant, causing everyone around me to despise my presence

I got these problems I've been stuck in a vicious cycle and lately I've been looking at my life like a sinking ship with no lifeboat
I am trapped in a relentless cycle of problems, and recently, I have started perceiving my life as a sinking ship, lacking any form of rescue or support

Is it just for a time that I'm meant to be this way?
Am I destined to remain in this state for only a limited period of time?

Or is this a picture of how I'm to forever stay?
Alternatively, is this the permanent depiction of who I am supposed to be?

So I'm back on my bullshit God forgive my unbelief
I find myself returning to my old patterns and behaviors, and I seek forgiveness from God for my lack of faith

I pray every night but it feels like nothing but a bunch of redundant speech
Despite my nightly prayers, they seem to hold no significance and feel like repetitive and meaningless words

Then as soon as I get what I want I'm like ("Thanks, bye!") then slam the door
Once I obtain what I desire, I quickly express gratitude but then abruptly distance myself from the situation

Then when shit goes bad I'm right back down on my knees to ask for more
However, when things turn sour, I find myself once again falling to my knees, pleading for assistance and seeking more

I wish I had the courage the face it it's overwhelming my dreams are all like mirages I chase them they're slowly melting
I yearn for the bravery to confront my overwhelming challenges, as my aspirations appear elusive and transient, slipping away as I pursue them

And I look on helpless as the fire dies
I watch helplessly as my passion and motivation fade away

I can only hope that one day I will find that we all...
I can only hold onto the hope that someday I will discover the truth that connects all of us together