Outta Reach

[Verse 1: Locksmith]
And they use to call me light bright
Half breed, white boy, Oreo, what a life right?
Fuck school, stayed home played excite bite
Anything to miss class troubled by my mixed past
Little half Persian and black pupi
Wearing tight jeans cause mum and dad were that frugal
But mum and dad were that crucial
Tryna find my way on this path when it was that useful
Their whole life was under scrutiny
A biracial couple, couple went the fact the mutiny
Confusing me, back then it was that hard
They use to throw dead rats in our backyard
Racial slurs over the fence
A nigga love a Arab paying more than the rent
Portraying more than hits
Some even say its immense, somebody save me a glimpse

[Hook: Ceek]
And there's nothing we can't do
Nothing we can't see, nothing we can't reach
And there's nothing we can't find
Nothing we can't lose, nothing we can't see
But its something deep inside
Mountains we got to climb, something we gotta reach
But its nothing aside of reach
Something you can't show, something you can't teach

[Verse 2: Locksmith]
But they say you get attention when you light skin
But right then i felt the joke, that was critical
The backlash that haunted me from my pass
I would trade it all away for one day to be invisible
Underneath the social microscope
Finding labs in science class is how I would cope
Without a clique to fit in so I devote
Or waste time in a situation that I revoke
The white folks said i was too black the blacks said I was to white
The straight-A students said I was too hype
And all I did was write on my desk dreaming a new life
At night I use to beat on my chest screaming a new vice
What you like is your opinion
Don't expect me to referee a struggle that only few fight
Portraying more than hits
Some even say its immense, somebody save him a glimpse

[Hook: Ceek]
And there's nothing we can't do, nothing we can't see
Nothing we can't reach
And there's nothing we can't find
Nothing we can't lose, nothing we can't see
But it's something deep inside
Mountains we got to climb, something we gotta reach
But its nothing aside of reach
Something you can't show, something you can't teach

[Verse 3: Locksmith]
And they use to call me light bright
Half-breed, white boy, Oreo, what a life right?
Fuck school, stayed home played excite bite
Anything to miss class, troubled by my mixed past
Subjugated to be the subject, bullied by the bully's but fully wasn't above, fuck it
Tryna withstand the quicksand
The wick stands on top of the candles tip keep it lit, damn
Can you u feel my insecurities
Security blankets blanket the truth without maturity
Pure is the intention and admiration
Tryna navigate through my soul with no downloadable application
After waiting the life of Satan
Hauling my past with blatant disregard, this facade inside [?]
Tryna avoid Hell yeah that's adjacent
When you arrive, ask Pastor Mason

[Hook: Ceek]
And there's nothing we can't do, nothing we can't see
Nothing we can't reach
And there's nothing we can't find
Nothing we can't lose, nothing we can't see
But it's something deep inside
Mountains we got to climb, something we gotta reach
But its nothing aside of reach
Something you can't show, something you can't teach