Closed Doors

What do I wanna be known for? What do I wanna be Man Who am I making these songs for? Zander Is it day light savings Or is days just getting shorter We never really heal We just move forward Who else you know that's gon keep it a buck like four quarters Zander the Fourth I come alive in the fourth quarter I'm three level scorer Imma be something more And they keep ignoring I got family out in Georgia Best friend out in Florida I can peak round the corner Imma reap something for it I'm at peace recording I just keep on hoarding and overthinking My mind going in circles feel I'm rollerinking Extending myself, sometimes it feel like I'm overreaching Did it for noble reasons Staying true to God is only golden secret I go to Jesus Giving out the truth cause I know they need it It's no believing A lost world but the man upstairs overseeing Long as I'm breathing We trynna find our purpose and meaning Or meaning of purpose This is purpose and meaning Closed doors Closed doors Closed doors Closed doors Closed doors Closed doors Closed doors Closed doors Closed doors It's a lot of thoughts thats behind this closed door, like What do I wanna be known for? Who am I making these songs for? Every time I leave I know could visit home more I should send a voice message now to my brother in Paris Six hour time difference but it's time that I cherish Crazy how you used to run track now you running errands Remember school days when I come and just scoop you from Gerisch Know that I sound like a parent And speaking of parent If I'm being honest I acknowledge I'm kinda embarrassed For the day I go to plant a seed And I gotta share it With the world to give it what it needs Without over-caring If you know me I'm so accustomed to over-preparing When I'm in this room it's like one-man counseling session Gotta stay true to myself cause I'm asking the questions I'm the only one that gotta get up and see my reflection Couple missed calls you probably better just leaving a message Came a long way from being young and acting reckless Know He loved me first but I was actually putting Him second Wonder what He thinks when He's up there looking from Heaven Just looking from We talking Polaroid pictures Never avoiding scripture Chandelier fixtures I'm overflowing like pitchers Never in the mixture But who you probably should mention Closed doors Closed doors Closed doors Closed doors Closed doors Closed doors Closed doors Closed doors Closed doors What do we wanna be known for? What do we wanna be known for? Who am I making these songs for?