VERSE 1

We living in times where everything is social media/believing in lies.. like you have Gnosiophobia/let's get real.... everybody is tranna be the deal/exaggerate your caption for the mass appeal/annihilate your passions with the drugs and pills /getting buzzed from the likes that you get on your Facebook/deeper scars.....exposed by the way your face looks/listen!!! am tranna get to you by using single language/the rhythm of an African
Drum screaming in anguish/some living so lavish/the rest of us are so broke the West call us savages/a mother loose a son and a charity ramps marketing/a father leaves his wife for a chick
With less Melanin/hashtag...slay Queens..... ...naaaaaa am not hating/
These are realities of the fallen world we live in/I suggest you lay back and get some soul searching...

CHORUS

It's times like these we feel like we BROKEN/
coz everything surrounding us it seems BROKEN/
Countries, morality... even marriages BROKEN/
But Jesus Christ can fix everything that's BROKEN



VERSE 2

The moment you hit 30 they pushing you to get married/some promises made early May get you feeling discouraged/
but it's all fair in love and war/rather die in battle as a soldier, than hiding as a coward
til it's over/see that's a metaphor you need the wisdom of a king/
And a heart of a lion to decipher what is within/what you accomplish in the end...will never justify the means/coz..... a lot people give from blood money
/but who am I to say what's right, I also lust for money/we busy building.... acquiring property and degrees/for the children..... convinced while we doing dirty deeds/coz y'all wanna be like him but he's just an insta profile/wanna be like her....but that's just her Twitter lifestyle/ meanwhile ....am chilled out sipping a glass of thobwa/I suggest you lay back and get your life focused.

CHORUS

It's times like these we feel like we BROKEN/
coz everything surrounding us it seems BROKEN/
Countries, morality... even marriages BROKEN/
But Jesus Christ can fix everything that's BROKEN

VERSE 3

When I was younger.... I dreamt about settling overseas/
Everything looked poshy from the cars to the cribs/and the food seemed tasty like the carbs and the ribs/silly me! Reality is not what it seems/see a lot of these dudes pushing whips gat em on credit/a lot of these folks buying cribs are life indebted/some of these clothes that we rocking we still paying for/and even though... we try to smile it gets painful/am telling you...when they see us they see criminals/blinded by the media everything is subliminal/.......but then again back home it's even worse/majority starve and a few are overfed/priorities clash coz they 1st wanna get paid/instead of serving the people politicians serve mammon/I suggest we kneel down and pray for redemption.



CHORUS

It's times like these we feel like we BROKEN/
coz everything surrounding us it seems BROKEN/
Countries, morality... even marriages BROKEN/
But Jesus Christ can fix everything that's BROKEN