Everybody gotta story to tell  The difference is some people really wanna tell it  Sell it, and try to increase their self worth  forgetting that it has not changed since birth  But we all gonna worry about status right  A never ending struggle cause we’re never satisfied  but I’ll be the first to strategize cause in order  for truth to catch on people need to see it work  I try to read between the lines and find balance  Look around, we all deal with the same challenge  and I cant forfeit, I cant afford it  I gotta figure this out before I reach the chorus  I mean pardon me, but I find it hard to see  how this mentality first became a part of me  this just isn't workin' so I have to try something  But my mistake was trying, never triumphant   My powers going into every thing man-made  but what about the Divine source that made-man?  I got something that I can't sell, can't trade  Material wealth ain't what makes you a made man  man tends to focus on the task at hand  and has lost sight of the master plan  I asked my man, what do you wanna be  and he replied alive, yo I opened my eyes  transformation, making the most is difficult  when we all work for only change in the physical  holding myself blowing myself out of proportion  misplaced my portion from the ocean of His grace    CHORUS:  Super, is what He made me to be and  Vision, is what He gave me to see  Super, is what He made me to be and  Vision, is what He gave me to see    The Blessed Beauty remains there for me  His Glory always present when I share stories  it manifests, cause what I gained overseas  Was a spirit, that just took a hold of me  See I was told to be free, let my mind clear  Now I have a better idea, of who I will grow to be  And I guarantee that you will notice me  Even though you might not even know it’s me  I know that God gave each a purpose  But we all gotta search way beneath the surface  To find it, like trying to unearth a diamond  That always appears with the most perfect timing  my shortcomings I can't let em show  so when it comes to my standards I tend to set em low  leaving my potential boxed-up, stocked up  within me, in a corner, in a room, locked shut  I tell myself, this just can't happen  I was raised not to jump on the bandwagon  further from myself with every transaction  being tested from thailand to manhattan  you tell me to stop when I have yet to start  yet to leave my mark, what this thing called art  too blinded, running around in the dark  I was stopped, and guided by my own counterpart  He set the example for me to do it  He said you need some help, I can lead you through it  don’t need assistance then I’ll leave you to it  the only thing I need is to see you do it    CHORUS:  Super, is what He made me to be and  Vision, is what He gave me to see  Super, is what He made me to be and  Vision, is what He gave me to see