Текст песни Shadow Of Doubt - Show Dem Camp , Tems

What it feels like to have your entire belief system overloaded with skepticism
To never know the day that you'll finally be able to live beyond the shadow of the doubt after living in darkness for so long
Seems like I have all the right questions
But never enough answers
And my faith is small enough to fill in the cracks of our palms... God
Every night I lay down my head down to sleep
The city of my mind is attacked
By a legions of questions
Threatening the living rooms of my sanity
In order to be... help me help me help me

Bright lights guy, put it on
Stardom's close, I feel the storms

But how I can I elevate myself?
When my immediate environment is looking quite deformed
My egbon told me Wale there's a guy code
Blam babes, make dough and just lie low
If not, Lagos turn you to a physco
While I feel, He just told me live fast to die slow
And I smoke, then I float
Then I walk on tight ropes
It's Naija, sometime hopeless
Sometimes we might grow
Fat lady's singing but won't hit them highnotes
I'm like "bro, It's like we just stuck in a cycle"
My guy dey vex he had triplets
Hasn't even finished setting up his business
Meanwhile, they giving yansh out for Christmas
Men these babes are not playing men
Check the statistics
It's cold out here in these streets

You can't shoot me when you know that I'm out
You can't move me if you know that I'm not there now

You're hiding in a cloud bed of lies

And you're stuck behind

A shadow of doubt

What's our purpose on this earth?
Are we free or are we slaves?
Destiny and Destination?
Are they different or the same?
If God knows every move
Before I even choose a lane
Do I have free will?
Does my future alternate?
How come humans only be using 10 percent of their brains?
How can I be 'out' my mind and still be in-sane?
Why don't all African countries unite? Make peace?
Why we call that shit freedom knowing that its not free?
Who's sending subliminal messages on my TV?
Are these economic systems just a form of slavery?
With all of this information
How does one pick out the truth?
Why's the whole world obsessed
With power and making loot?
Okay we export oil...
How 'bout our refineries?
Are we married to corruption?
Or is it like a disease?
If the answer is the latter
Then does someone know the cure?
Should we use the word holy in conjunction with a war?
What's Good? What's Bad?
What's Evil? What's pure?
How do I free my mind?
My emotions and my thoughts?
How come sometimes I get the feeling that I've been here before?
These are just a few questions

That be troubling your boy
You know
Election is over
Declare me winner
Time to rule
Jibrin is the President
Inform all the local government

And they're taking us to court

You can't shoot me when you know that I'm out
You can't move me if you know that I'm not there now
You're hiding in a cloud bed of lies
And you're stuck behind
A shadow of doubt