[Interlude]
Lord please can you bless my momma, take her away pleas
So she sees; her only son that she so loved get off his knees
See I'm so tired, I came so far and all I want is what she needs
This is my prayer, my true confessions of my soul that evil deeds
But it was, perfect intentions though wit twin brothers just really competitions, no
Reason to put my people through these changes
Lives wasted my friends are all strangers
And all along all I could think of was if I could bust
I know it's selfish on my part but still I hold trust
And hold faith, a whole state can help me find the voice I lack
The state is Texas and they'll say The D.O.C. is back