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