Worth

[Verse 1: Bender] Am I a slave to this fame Who gauged the weight of my name If we could start a revolution, would my hand be steady enough to take aim And if our weapons are each verse we release Who then could then disarm or confiscate the words that we speak And how'd I end up in this city, filled with cold stares and car fumes Where dark looms above all these two dimensional cartoons Could I find the nerve to pick myself up and start new Leave an impression on something else besides a bar stool Cause part two is not a given in this life Was the path I was supposed to walk be hidden from the light Tell me, who's gonna fathom what the sunshine brings Once that sun is only shining on a one eyed king My love, what would I do without these friends that forgive I swear that you're all I have within this endless abyss And who could argue if I said you get what you give Sometimes I question that myself but that's a lesson I've lived [Hook] I got a question I ask what's it worth What's going on Everything going wrong X3 I got a question I ask what's it worth For the millionth time asking me What's it worth [Verse 2: Patience] What's the balance between practical and castles in the air We on the bubble and if that's the case what happens when we're there In rap you think that paying dues stops A shoebox filled with flyers from past gigs are my moon rocks Is it that simple just move on? Gather no moss Imagine the cost, can't I just cool off Am I over-thinking this music shit, that I fathom becoming a rapper this callous and humorless All the legends on a pedestal this reckless Is an actual functional career a definite death-wish And you think you've got the energy A dive-board dinosaur under spotlights at seventy, right Man that's not quite the remedy Will the toll-taking weather me eventually See I question these people, that say you get what you give But the policy that rocks with me, never to quit [Hook] I got a question I ask what's it worth What's going on Everything going on X3 I got a question I ask what's it worth For the millionth time asking me [Verse 2: Theology 3] Yo Am I walking down a righteous path Or just aimlessly buying into personal martyrdom with the hypertach' Can I amass groceries for life with that Should the cashier fill up my bags For the depth with my writing grab Get what I'm swiping at Shit on my interact Shuns be overstating my worth till the price is flashed The truth is I wish that I could be fulfilled But the money in the till never matches with my skill Am I delusional, unusual Have I built a foundation on sand when I'm easily removable Is anything I say or do provable Will the judge or jury even care if what I write down is beautiful How can I sit with this addiction When my need to speak always wrecks how I listen If I get what I give, have I given enough Or has the way that I live created a prison I live in as such [Verse 4: Bender and Whitney] I guess to best describe it Is it's mesmerizing When the stars connect straight overhead You can't anaesthetize it When the question rises Where am I going on the day that I'm dead And so we quest to find it 'til our breath goes silent Keep it moving 'til there ain't nothing left And if we're left here blinded When the west horizon Takes the day back, we'll make our amends [Hook] I got a question I ask what's it worth What's going on Everything going on X3 I got a question I ask what's the worth For the millionth time asking me What's it worth