Vanity vanity all of it is vanity
Can it be, that what you see is vanity?
Sittin in front of the mirror on your vanity
Brushin hair applyin makeup settin up the view of plasticity
Missed it B, or should I say Mrs B, yeah you a barbie
being plastic, having the mansion, buying the bottles, havin the diamonds, is all vanity
Yes it can scream prosperity, but when you go to heaven or hell you'll leave it all behind from thee
Honestly, why do we bury or people with diamonds and money and expensive suits
And we wear RIPs airbrush outfits head to toe like in the end it means something, see
Its all vanity
The journey of getting to the top is probably the only fun you'll have cuz if you're not pulling people up with you, simply pushing them down, the top is real empty
And the top probably looks like something the early people saw when they tried to build a tower to heaven and got nowhere because its all vanity
Vanity
So picture this:
you're locked in a room, no key no way to get out with a million dollars in the middle of the floor...
What value has it now?
Or imagine you open up you 3 mil dollar home after steppin out your Ferrari, lookin up at you're crystal chandelier, lookin down at your marble floors, walkin up to your master bedroom, see your california king bed, walk in closet flat screen and diamonds for days and ..... no one to talk to, no one who has your back no on
Who loves you.
Does it really mean anything.?
and even if you do, its all still
Vanity
Gaining everything you every thought would take your mind off being hurt
Your daddy was never there so you went out and bought a purse
And some clothes and some shoes, drinkin down your sorrows with booze and you go get a boo who claims that he loves you but
He treats you like you're nothing
Talks to you worse than a dog
Then leaves you
Left you
Just like your daddy
So then the cycle repeats and you contiue to gain everything
Except peace
Gaining everything is
Vanity
Our very lives are but a vapor so the things we chase are just but atoms, so small not even making a difference
We work hard for everything and everyone, to get those praises, to get the admiration, to get the virtues of American life
We work hard for ourselves, for our families
We work hard, play harder and do none of it for the one who allows us to work
Won't even speak to the one who gave us words
Hide
Behind the things that we feel give us purpose
But if I stuck you in some ratty clothes, really Annie like, took your contacts, took your makeup, took your fitteds and snapbacks, your jays and your polos and vans and chucks and adidas, took you louie and your cooji and your nikes, took you hollisters and your locs, your oakleys and your coach, took you cologne and perfume, hair extensions, told you you couldn't get another tattoo, or peircing or weave or relaxer, not another hair cut or edge up not another flat iron could touch you're hair
Hand over the credit card and the ones for the stores, give me your ipod, you cell phone, your beats, give me you jewelry, no more starbucks and fancy eating
Give me your degree and job title, fork over the keys to your house and car no more hanging with the friends and family, your groups and associates, no more watching sports and listening to music and no more doing those things either.
Now.......
Who are you?
Vanity vanity everything you do to survive on this planet is vanity!
Nothing you do on this earth will matter at the end of time because its all vanity
Only what's done for Christ is not vanity
Save your life you lose it, lose your life for Christ you gain it
If you have something to fill your stomach and something to clothe your body, you have no need to complain
for these are the basics
And some don't have them
Overly concerned with the rest of man made goods is vanity
Vanity vanity all of it is vanity!
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