I walk on water. But I ain't no Jesus. I walk on water. But only when it freezes (fuck). Why are expectations so high?. Is it the bar I set?. My arms I stretch but I can't reach. A far cry from it or it's in my grasp but as. Soon as I grab squeeze. I lose my grip like the flyin' trapeze. Into the dark I plummet now the sky's blackening. I know the mark's high butter. flies rip apart my stomach. Knowin' that no matter what bars I come with. You're gonna harp gripe and. That's a hard Vicodin to swallow. so I scrap these As pressure increases like khakis. I feel the ice cracking because. I walk on water. But I ain't no Jesus. (It's the curse of the- it's the curse of the-). I walk on water (shit). But only when it freezes. It's the curse of the standard. That the first of the Mathers discs set. Always in search of the verse that I haven't spit yet. Will this step just be another misstep. To tarnish whatever the legacy. Love or respect I've garnered?. The rhyme has to be perfect the delivery flawless. And it always feels like I'm hittin' the mark. 'Til I go sit in the car listen and pick it apart. Like "This shit is garbage! ". God's given me all this. Still I feel no different regardless. Kids look to me as a god this is retarded. If only they knew it's a facade and it's exhaustive. And I try not to listen to nonsense. But if you bitches are tryin' to strip me of my confidence. Mission accomplished. I'm not God-sent. Nas Rakim 'Pac B. I. G.  James Todd Smith. And I'm not Prince so. I walk on water. But I ain't no Jesus. I walk on water. But only when it freezes. 'Cause I'm only human just like you. Making my mistakes oh if you only knew. I don't think you should believe in me the way that you do. 'Cause I'm terrified to let you down oh. It's true I'm a Rubik's-a beautiful mess. At times juvenile yes I goof and I jest. A flawed human I guess. But I'm doin' my best to not ruin your. Your expectations and meet 'em but first. The "Speedom" verse now Big Sean. He's goin' too fast is he gonna shout or curse out his mom?. There was a time I had the world by the balls. eatin' out my palm. Every album song I was spazzin' the fuck out on. And now I'm gettin' clowned and frowned on. But the only one who's looking down on. Me that matters now's Deshaun. Am I lucky to be around this long?. Begs the question though. Especially after the methadone. As yesterday fades and the Dresden home. Is burnt to the ground and all that's left of my house is lawn. The crowds are gone. And it's time to wash out the blonde. Sales decline the curtain's drawn. They're closin' the set I'm still pokin' my head from out behind. And everyone who has doubt remind. Now take your best rhyme outdo it. Now do it a thousand times. Now let 'em tell ya the world no longer cares. or gives a fuck about your rhymes. And as I grow outta site outta mind. I might go outta mine. 'Cause how do I ever let this mic go without a fight. When I made a fuckin' tightrope outta twine?. But when I do fall from these heights though I'll be fine. I won't pout or cry or spiral down or whine. But I'll decide if it's my final bow this time around 'cause. I walk on water. But I ain't no Jesus. I walk on water. But only when it freezes. 'Cause I'm only human just like you. I've been making my mistakes oh if you only knew. I don't think you should believe in me the way that you do. 'Cause I'm terrified to let you down oh. If I walked on water I would drown. 'Cause I'm just a man. But as long as I got a mic I'm godlike. So me and you are not alike. Bitch I wrote "Stan"