Uh, uh, I came up in the hood infested with teenage hustlers
Street grinders, paper-chasin', scrapin' busters
By keepin' dust up noses and caine on pipes and cans
So they want they ride candy-painted just like the man
That feed 'em, tryin' not to bite his hand
But they need him to keep 'em life from they stand
Every night prayin' for prayin' go as far as the ceilin'
Got me feel like I'm cursed from this heart that I'm dealin'
And all this liquor, hoein', brother, and goose-neckin'
That I do, but I don't want to, got me losin' blessings
God said he'll take the next two steps if I take the first
I did, but in it to pick and sellin' the spur
From under my feet, lost faith and jump in the street
Back to serve a rocks, dyin' to the chrome in the heat
And runnin' with G's that take it to the block with 'em
Tellin' me, along with my greens, up like pot nickel
Well, all I know
That I'd been down this road before
It ain't the first time, won't be the last
I gotta slow down 'cause I'm livin' too fast
It's time to admit I need some help
Still livin' with my momma, can't feed myself
Life ain't about who straight, who real, who fake, and who gay
It's about who pray
You can clock my consistent and endless
Efforts up, uplift me, trees and branches catch draft
When I'm choppin' down a path to walk down
Actually, don't even know how talk sound
I'm tryin' to stop the next step, they drawin' the chalk 'round
Matter-of-factly, I'll stand alone with no entourage to back me
God is my every existence, exhalation, exactly
I'll pimp prophets so profound, the labels don't like contract me
I'm one of a kind, they gotta find a satellite to contact me
Let us bow and thank the almighty God for right now
For the strife to smile through the tribulation to trial
For sparing me when the devil was daring me
And scaring me so none of us will prepare me
And to my family, the Dodger family, and y'all family, we all family
And to my health and my home and my son, Kingston
My tongue is my gun, revolution's already begun
Well, all I know
That I'd been down this road before
It ain't the first time, won't be the last
I gotta slow down 'cause I'm livin' too fast
It's time to admit I need some help
Still livin' with my momma, can't feed myself
Life ain't about who straight, who real, who fake, and who gay
It's about who pray
All I know is charge cards, cards and clothes
Man, it's all for show, it all could go
And when it's gone, you alone
Runnin' up your cell phone, callin' God for
Who to say that that day ain't all for clothes
And if you fall in play, it's only cause God's your coach
And it don't matter about the lies you told
Lies you broke, things you drank
Dank as the God you smoked
He gon' forgive you
And that's why I know
Don't get me wrong, I like air, air, but
God's the goal, he the greatest of all time
If I'm blind, I'm blind, yeah, I get that, amen
Amen, brother, we got to stop
We got to stop doin' dirt
Comin' to church with a devil tucked in your purse
Sister Samantha from an alley
From an outer, can't much finish a prowl
Worried about sister mother how
I ain't worried about what sister mother wow
Oh, we ain't worried about what Sister Martha, wow
It don't matter
At least Sister Martha now
In Sunday service with a Bible
Like the first disciple
God bless her
We here to thank God
And I just step inside this holy church
Thank you
We all God's property
Not just Kurt Rangel
Well, all I know
That I'd been down this road before
It ain't the first time, won't be the last
I gotta slow down 'cause I'm livin' too fast
It's time to admit I need some help
Still livin' with my momma, can't feed myself
Life ain't about who straight, who real, who fake, and who gay
It's about who pray
