Letting go, of something that you hold closenwhy you let it stay around, you just don't know, saynLet it GonLet it GonLetting go, of something that you hold closentried to make it work out, but it won't, saynLet it GonLet it GonnI gotta let this go, once and for all, I'm one voicenspeaking in-between the pauses, waiting for my timenis it right now or has it passed me by, I magnifynthe situation through my glass eye and analyze itnwhat's real and what's fake? It's blown out of proportionnall the voices in my head sound distorted (do the right thing)nand muffled, I'm stretching my faith muscle, this rap game's a hustlena struggle to stay humble and trustnbig trouble, in little me, causing complicationsnI run from confrontation, observations made from a distancenmy defense to resist, I'm not convincednthat all my silhouettes can co-exist, so I driftninto the clouds of God's grace and freedom, feeling like these feelingsnis filling me, with pride and negativity I don't neednand even though at times I felt stepped onnand taken for granted, it's time to heal from the damagennLetting go, of something that you hold closenwhy you let it stay around, you just don't know, saynLet it GonLet it GonLetting go, of something that you hold closentried to make it work out, but it won't, saynLet it GonLet it Go