I got so much trouble on my mind
So I take time
Out my day
To pray and I say
Now I lay me down to sleep
Hopin` that I keep
My soul
Peep I`m gettin` old
And it`s a cold cold world
And I ain`t even got a bomber
Livin` with my momma
It`s the same routine
Keep my room clean
I`m lookin` to do some new things but ain`t shit to do
I`m twenty two catch
In the prime of my life
I have no time for a wife
I funnel through the tunnel
Disgruntled, tryin` to find me some light
In the rim of darkness
Aiight you sing, I may not be the darkest
Brotha
But I was always told to act my age and not my color
Knowin` that my color was that of the original
So now I sing the new negro spiritual
It goes get up stand up...etc.
It`s like how can you understand the pain
When you never had to stand under the rain
When it rains it pours, and it`s about to come down hard
Thank God I found you
As I walk down the road of existence
I get resistance
From all angles
I tangle
For cash
Hopin` it`ll last
`Til the end of the week
But all I eat is fast food
And you know how junk food goes right through ya
So I return to the arab
And on the way back
I stop and the liquor store
Grab me a six pack
Knowin` that once I`m done with that I`ll be back
To get some more
Once I get started I don`t wanna stop
And I can`t turn around
Brew - I can`t turn it down
Ironically I turn it up
My liver I burn it up (Fat line)
It`s my life I live it up
The cup I gotta give it up
One day
I`m cruisin` down a one way street and I done passed fun day
Three blocks ago
It itself life is an obstacle
As I maneuver through the manure I try to be responsible
I want a job but I ain`t lookin - how come
I ain`t tryin` to degrade myself bein` nobody`s Calvin
But I`m a couch bum what makes it bad I had incentive
But I disintegrated
To a state that`s stagnated
I procrastinated
I can`t recall a day without bein` intoxicated
or blowed
Ain`t dealin` with a full deck and any day I could fold
What makes it bad, I wasn`t dealt that bad a hand
And I had a plan
But things didn`t go through
The way they were supposed to
Thank God I found you
It`s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
How I keep from goin` under, I ponder
And try to keep my concentration
In this idiotic nation
They say become I doctor, but I don`t have the patients/patience
Adjacent
To that situation
I want an occupation
That I`m into
`Cause yet if I begin to
Live to my potential
I went to
School for fourteen years and my best teacher was experience
I reminisce and wish
I could go back in time to eighty-nine
When there was just sunshine
But now it`s like I`m gettin` older to so much strain and stress
I don`t think I`ll ever be happpy until I rest
In peace
Of mind
And find
Who I am
But thank God I found you
