Hey God, I`m just a little man got a wife and family 
But I almost lost the house 
Yeah, I bought into the dream 
We`re barely holdin` on, when I`m in way to deep 
We`re two paychecks away from living out on the streets 

She`s a workin` single mom, like a Saint she doesn`t complain 
She never says a word, but she thinks that she`s to blame 
Her son just got convicted, he blew some punk away 
She did her best to raise him, but the world got in the way 

Hey God - Tell me what the hell is going on 
Seems like all the good shits gone 
It keeps on getting harder hanging on 
Hey God, there`s nights you know I want to scream 
These days you`ve even harder to believe 
I know how busy you must be, but Hey God... 
Do you ever think about me 

Born into the ghetto in 1991, just a happy child 
Playing beneath the summer sun 
A vacant lots` his playground, by 12 he`s got a gun 
The odds are bet against him, junior don`t make 21 

Hey God - Tell me what the hell is going on 
Seems like all the good shits gone 
It keeps on getting harder hangin` on 
Hey God, there`s nights you know I want to scream 
These days you`ve even harder to believe 
I know how busy you must be, but Hey God... 

I`d get down on my knees 
I`m going to try this thing you way 
Seen a dying man too proud to beg spit on his own grave 
Was he too gone to save? 
Did you even know his name? 
Are you the one to blame, I got something to say 

Hey God - Tell me what the hell is going on 
Seems like all the good shits gone 
It keeps on getting harder hangin` on 
Hey God, there`s nights you know I want to scream 
These days you`ve even harder to believe 
I know how busy you must be, but Hey God... 
Do you ever think about me