Aye Ray - Sun Rays lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm sure that someone will see something in me, someday Somehow, or someway Most leave, but some stay, some grieve, but most pray I don't believe in Steeples on a Sunday But these people, so deceitful, so much evil when the Sun raise Out here, throwin' so much shade, instead of sheddin' some Sun rays I guess that's me in some ways Momma said she doesn't like the way her son raised Well you shoulda gave your son some praise, then maybe his days wouldn't seem so mundane Yet another Christmas… I'd sit, and sip a hot cup of Swiss Miss, staring at my slit wrist Revel on the fact that I've been dismissed by Santa, I never thought that I would get dissed I would never get gifts, he would never read my wish-list I was on his sh**-list, now he's on my hit-list, next I'm aiming for his Misses Plottin' on gettin' my grubby little paws on Mrs. Clause, support the cause I'ma snap, when I wrap my claws around the jaws of the laws p**y, money, weed, is all a n***a need I'm only gettin' 2 of 3, 'cause I'm the only one that's doin' me Tryna ask me "What are you persuin', G?" I tell 'em "Don't you worry about it" Just know that I've been doubted, they never thought I'd ever amount to anything, I've been counted out My thoughts are crowded, vision's clouded, man, I've just been down and out, f**… Let me tone it down, this sh**'s been getting pretty deep But that's what happens when you have a thought, and let it seep The feeling of depression is like a deep recession within yourself I seek affection from one who possesses perfection Except for when I look inside a mirror, then I start to self reflect, and then I lose my self respect Day dreamin' in detention, with dreams of chasin' the dolla's But never had much intention of pursuing college, to become a scholar… Only option left, is hard work With a blue collar, like my stupid f**in' uniform I don't know who to inform that I refuse to conform I think it's time for a new reform, 'cause dudes are lookin' at me like my music is foreign I better warn you, when I blow a fuse, that means it's war I'm morphin' into my final form, but I'm torn I coulda sworn that I was colder than a polar bear, inside a winter storm I just wanna be normal, but I'm a prick, like a splinter, I'm a thorn Only comin' home to Momma, when the dinner's warm This cold world didn't know there was a second sinner, born