lady on the A-train reading the new testament
sitting next to a guy inspecting what he invested in
the same newspaper that’s bleeding specimens
of teenagers becoming veterans
actors make believing on Letterman
faces wading in a fog inhaling the city smog
cathedrals and synagogues
mosques and temples, scientists and scientologists
space probes, astrobiologists, all of it calling on the nature of God
libraries and museums, fake sages you can see ‘em
new age and new freedom, forsaken pages you can read ‘em
true stories, visions of true glory and blessings
life lessons Tuesdays with Morrie
producers digging in the crates, I know yall can relate
making the perfect beat, it’s worth the wait
emcees searching deep for the perfect words to speak
nouns and verbs we seek, life we articulate

wake up in the morning to the rising sun
just trying to find the way before this life is done
look deep into the eyes of any one person
we’re all searching
 
some in pursuit of popularity, some for clarity, some find peace in faith and charity
some search the internet, some hit the throttle
some hope the world will look different through the bottom of the bottle
models on the pages of periodicals, paid to make it laudable
they air brush self-esteem and make it seem logical
choices irresponsible
young girls trying to hear the voice but its no longer audible
the coddled debutante, always gets what she wants
flaunts only the most expensive clothes, only hoping to be in vogue
for one to get with she’s searching low in high fashion on the sunset strip
no love at home, searching for a family to belong out on his own
he finds a gang of it, condoned motif of a thief, he’s still alone
searching for a figment of himself in spray paint insignia

rituals in tribal groups, troops shooting at rival troops
cults and suicidal offshoots, dudes in suits misguided by the loot
bible study groups, the type of roots you can tell it by the fruits
stimulants and narcotics, raging alcoholics, mind states is hypnotic
we heed wisdom and seek to honestly understand
or hedonism, greed, and power, the philosophies of man
even the hardest rappers I can see it in your eyes
the braggadocio and lies, videos hyping the stereotype
it’s no surprise when you get all the money you’re dying for
you’re still searching for more
ministers, leaders in high positions, super bowl MVPs, politicians
 all trying to find the meaning of existence
in the rhythm of the sweet song we’re vibing with
even the emcee describing it