but still know no matter how bad i be i am desired up above
ya can hate me matta fact lock me up and cage me
know when my time 'calls' god will be the one to 'page me'
been writing ever since i picked up a pen and a pad
had to jot shit in my room it was the only safe den that i had
people believe im bad man well god knows the truly
hate how peeps judged my appearance before they knew me
feel im a 'ghost' with the 'way ones see through me'
my life 'always been fucked up' everyone tryin to 'screw me'
god is my light to happiness he deserves my success
have to confess he is the one who took my mind out distress
my songs are dedicated to him he gave me authority
tellin me that writin songs and freestyles would be my priority
can not stand all the struggles my life keeps on givin'
keep switching paths to hopefully gain a successful position
hard to listen to god when criminals are destroyin me
but what keeps me movin is the way god is always enjoyin me
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