Non-Fiction

Yea, it's all fact no fiction
It's my interpretation
Wanna know how it went down?
I'll tell ya

Check it, uh
I guess I take it back to graduation
Got my degree but writing songs was my fascination
I got a job installing cable then I got promoted
Moved out my momma house but still this music was the motive
Around this time I'm bumping Tunnel Rats and CMR
But Lil' Jon was on the radio and on the charts
I got creative took the money that I made
And bought a beat machine now it's me and T-Dot up late
And I volunteer at detention centers to be a leader
I got these young dudes loving the way I eat the beat up
I ain't wanna blow up just wanna give em Jesus
Then Ben starting up Reach Records was all I needed
I hit the road on the weekends to do a show
Ain't ask for money but they still gave a lil' dough
Just a bunch of wild kids in the front row
Like "You ain't Lil' Wayne you a lame, man I got to go"
But I did it, and I was on a mission
And little by little a couple of em would get it
Was rapping in the hood and folks broke down crying
That's when I knew this was bigger than me and bigger than rhyme

This is all fact, it's not fiction
You wanna hear the truth, pay attention
And if I never got a mention
Still do it for the love and the mission
My interpretation, it's non-fiction

Fast forward just a year later
I done drop my first album and I'm feeling like I made it
Going all around the world tryna tell them 'bout the Savior (what else?)
And I ain't tripping we ain't really getting paper na, na
I'm about to marry me a lady
I left my old job so I'm praying rap pay me
I drop my next album Jesus Muzik kinda major
I moved away to Memphis it was hot as the equator
And gunshots every night'll make ya wake up
Sleeping on the floor hoping you don't pick a stray up
Soup campbell took me in and got my weight up
Then I flew back to college started working on Rebel
Uh, we had a feeling it would be a problem
It's like the Lord wrote the whole thing
But at home I was having problems
Married life was like a bad dream
Now we fighting every day
My travel getting heavy two babies one baby momma
I'm arrogant and self-righteous helping everybody but my wife

This is all fact, it's not fiction
You wanna hear the truth, pay attention
And if I never got a mention
Still do it for the love and the mission
My interpretation, it's non-fiction
It's not a fiction, it's my interpretation

I need a new place new grace new city new state
Now we all headed to Atlanta
I'm stressed out tryna lead Imma bleed myself burning out I can see the pattern
I'm just writing my pain over beats and I'm guessing Rehab was the outcome
I wrote Background at the kitchen table, I thought it wouldn't make the album
Shortly after I got a hold of Tim Keller's books, man I promise you it's like my whole life changed
Andy Crouch wrote a book about culture-making, and after that I had to make a slight change
Ask the homies I ain't do it for the money man
Nah, I made Church Clothes out of love
And me and Street working day and night
Wait a minute, now Gravity is blowing up
I won a Grammy, and I ain't even tripping on it
I got a mission that I'm fighting for, I'm writing songs trying to give ya substance
Yea, I'm writing songs fighting for ya soul
We may run at a different pace but let's continue the race
You running yours, I'm running mine
I promise I left out a lot of details
Well, Gawvi said I'm outta time