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
Hopinand' that i keep
My soul
Peep iand'm gettinand' old
And itand's a cold cold world
And i ainand't even got a bomber
Livinand' with my momma
Itand's the same routine
Keep my room clean
Iand'm lookinand' to do some new things but ainand't shit to do
Iand'm twenty two catch
In the prime of my life
I have no time for a wife
I funnel through the tunnel
Disgruntled, tryinand' 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
Knowinand' that my color was that of the original
So now i sing the new negro spiritual
It goes get up stand up...etc.
Itand's like how can you understand the pain
When you never had to stand under the rain
When it rains it pours, and itand'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
Hopinand' itand'll last
and'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
Knowinand' that once iand'm done with that iand'll be back
To get some more
Once i get started i donand't wanna stop
And i canand't turn around
Brew - i canand't turn it down
Ironically i turn it up
My liver i burn it up (fat line)
Itand's my life i live it up
The cup i gotta give it up
One day
Iand'm cruisinand' 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 ainand't lookin - how come
I ainand't tryinand' to degrade myself beinand' nobodyand's calvin
But iand'm a couch bum what makes it bad i had incentive
But i disintegrated
To a state thatand's stagnated
I procrastinated
I canand't recall a day without beinand' intoxicated
Or blowed
Ainand't dealinand' with a full deck and any day i could fold
What makes it bad, i wasnand't dealt that bad a hand
And i had a plan
But things didnand't go through
The way they were supposed to
Thank god i found you
Itand's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
How i keep from goinand' under, i ponder
And try to keep my concentration
In this idiotic nation
They say become i doctor, but i donand't have the patients/patience
Adjacent
To that situation
I want an occupation
That iand'm into
and'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 itand's like iand'm gettinand' older to so much strain and stress
I donand't think iand'll ever be happpy until i rest
In peace
Of mind
And find
Who i am
But thank god i found you
