Lost in confusion,
looking for a way out,
Celebrating, something, nothing,
living a life of doubt.

Music playing,
new hip-hop song,
written by a kid,
not out of high school long,

Elevated spirits,
know their mission.
The preaching, praying, making things happen.

Wayward angels,
flying for fun,
do the running, the gunning, in offense
to a distant one.

Valleys apart,
from a distant start,
One made it happen,
from action, the other
reaction from music on a chart.