Closer To My Deen

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Daiyan

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I owe my dad, mom and sister my life man
Wasn't easy to be around me for a long time
God give hard paths to strong minds
Insha'Allah, it'll be all fine

Mr. Deen, straight discipline
Wait...
Do you remember when?
Remember Dad would drive the purple van from Jersey back to NY to visit
Made moving back to NY a personal mission
When we moved away, me and my sis we were just kids
New kid on the block just trying to live, life what a trip
Felt driven even back then get driven
Finally got the ipod just to listen to music
high school then it was a given
Music his solace been for a minute
No one to express these emotions to
got the music that'll listen
Now the music talk back
Those doubted got their statements to walk back
Stress, fear, anxiety, boy went through by Sophomore year
Holding on like we're almost there
Uh

Yea
What's next turned suspenseful
Been dark for 3 decades life been eventful
Fast forward to solo trips mid fades & Porsche rentals
Life sculpted the young man turn pain into love while making it look simple
Transmuting the same pain through a pencil
Spring cleaning dark memories in the mental
Uh
Got rough right before 30
Mr Manhattan Mr Worthy
Since a young gunner he made big moves
The same boy kept it moving
To a teacher from a student
To a leader from solving life like a Rubiks
To a strong willed man from being a nuisance
A lot of alone time melting in the music
Really though
Back then didn't know my worth
Looking inward picking on wounds where it hurts
Getting neglected started feeling cold
Tired of being tired fake friends getting old
Or really the dark ages recent past was the worst
Hitting 2024
The past no longer hurt
Distracted myself with all this work
At least I know my worth
Huh

Yea
Now I'm Closer to my Deen yea
Right
And you know I keep it clean yea
Yea
Uh
Right

Another long drive reaching the Holland tunnel
Superman caged in only feeling subtle
See me praying, spirit team all in a huddle
Moving back to NY the last piece to the puzzle
Looks can be deceiving lifetime full of struggles
It's the Queens in him relentless born with the hustle
Mama been working so hard
Lord knows I die for her
Alhamdulillah I love her
Choose her and my family in every timeline
Universe saw my skills draft me on a combine
I don't ever play boi, to get this point man took a long time
Used to get rejected by girls, now they all waiting for me in a long line
Concert sold out in the city marquee I can call mine
It's all mine
All mine

Deep reverence & anticipation
For my public appearance keep waiting
King from Queens with 3 Aces
Time alone with God and that's time never wasted
I was taught to let go forgive never hold hatred

Closer to my Deen
Might not be what I want
God always give me what I need
Remember why you chase your dreams
The goal is inner peace
Hope I planted seeds
Love you Mom, Dad, Sis, I wish you peace
As I get closer to my Deen

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