Too many worries in this world, for one man to handle Feeling helpless, judgment day for an example Was it set? Before I was born in this world Or is it yet ready. I explore beyond inferno Because after life isn't above us Trust that its somewhere other than under us I'm hoping thou father can comfort us My best man, my best friends, my fam All stressed out On different levels, the devil just playing games I used to blaze haze with Luke, until I read Luke 12 And realized hell was separating self from self I put a cross on my wall and looked at it every morning Every new dawn is a new view at 6 morning, no sleep Ecstasy pill poppin', putting holes in my brain And every friend of mine slings pills or c**aine My neighbor smoked crack. Went to jail came back, then he smoked again Meanwhile my man is at the train tracks In PJ (Port Jeff) for 3 days but he straight, so he say. He got the same clothes I ain't stupid but I smile anyway Tell him its Ok and say good bye until another day, wherever my brother stay And proceed to pray in my head 26 years I felt mislead, went to war twice, I could've been dead I refuse to waste time at 25 I made a life but Seen her 4 times courtesy of my trifeness But im changing im as good as my last day. Re arranging my last days poison in ash trays My crews health been violated. Though I seen the world I feel isolated. 4 countries and Im still crime related Got diagnosed with post traumatic stress disorder The only time it disappears is when I hold my daughter and Im sick and tired of listening to stories for a veteran who was a reserve component burger flipper in the desert but the Lord tells me stay strong And pray for him A mortar could've k**ed him, they could land at any coordinate And though I got my injuries I earned them And even though it bothers me physically I deserve them (Do I? Do I derseve them them Lord? What do I gotta do? Im reaching out to you....keep it moving) Whats up Dad, its me, your younger days And even though I love you man I felt we went astray Is it your fault or mine? My fault or mom? My fault, its mine. I caused it most of the time Im so close to my time Theres no hope in my mind. Say it ain't so Lord, I know that your so devine I took a look at the mirror and saw myself judging a book by its cover How can they call me handsome yet I cause so much trouble and though I never hustled I provided a place for thoro breds to make muscle My hesitation for all profits stopped when revelations told me of false prophets inevitable desecration My testament is patience and Im waiting for mine but time makes me full of hatred like I'm wasting my time Remain calm open my eyes and observe signs, blessings in disguise, after the rain comes sunshine As I write to the Lord all my problems Its obvious I'm not perfect but I know God is Help me stay righteous, take care of my people And help my man stop sticking his veins with needles. And get my brothers out of jail and bring my brothers home from war and give my family the strength to prevail. Amen And as I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take