lock on

have you ever felt like your case is hopeless,
would hung yourself but your room was ropeless,
pleeeaaase,take a step back and notice,
life is more than a highschool drama, hocus pocus,
the athlete and the smokers, and the back row jockers,
all need to focus on the cause,
and I know you thinking most cause have flaws,
best be blasting past those like race cars with nas,
but we be hooked on to the target like a persistent hungry jaws,
bright lights keep on shining,
blinding, trying to get me thrown off, sacked like a line men,
hijacking our timing,
but we still rhyming,
clearly defining,
a world that needs refining,
till we loose our voice,
then we'll be miming,

so lock on,
then rock on,
cause soon this world will be gone,
hope you'll have something solid,
when the remnant is drawn,
up from the ash and smoke,
the asp will choke,
and it'll be you before Jesus,
and his grasp, has never been broke.