½ A TANK

I was calling on Jesus listening to Jeezy after Sunday service like Yeezy I prayed without ceasing waiting for my season finally God freed me my pockets got full like I was at the table with Ms. Seeley or the Neeley's it's hard not to be greedy when your palms are greasy because you shaking hands with Mrs. Butterworth like this better work you see those two words they weren't use full I lived by faith every day til my Monday's and Saturdays meant the same thang mucho dinero then child support and bills came now my check don't even fill the same forget filling the gas tank put it on a half a tank buy me some Newport's and a beer to drank my greatest concern is I forget to pray