A Letter to God

hey this my letter to God hey this is my letter to God hey this is my letter to God sending it it express VIP style help guide your child let me be victorious in my trial so my kids continue to smile a letter to God I write... yeah I'm a little tight I'm heated from dealing with fakes all my life... they say we all part of you so thats make you fake to... I'm tired of seeing people so judgemental... thinking I'm so gullible when I can see right through them... shelter me from The Storm.. hey God what is my purpose... what's up with these curses places on me... why the road to evil involves money... is it because money changes people... and it makes people become greedy... and they used their power to persuade Innocence and get away... how come the police keeps fucking with me... thought we was pass the skin color era.. I'm so glad I'm past that no license having era... you know how much money I had to kick out doing that era... just to get my license back and lose it right back... I take responsibility of my actions for the ones that I was in the wrong for... but not the ones that was innocent for... let's take a detour... 45 days for pissing in public it was a dark night... when they ran up on me with the lights... I just knew they had me for shoplifting that night... they through me on the trunk... I'm guessing they thought I was a drunk... bottle of pluck stuck in my trunks.... mad pain in my side I was going through it... they didn't care even if it was wrong they was going to go through it... wrong words in troum trail... ashrod a day keeps the norms away my silly say I just want to take my kids and run away to a better place with no discrimination sometimes life be feeling like an animation unrealistic practicing simulation fighting temptation just to be boredom no drugs in my system I told them nothing but bad and beer I guess I wasn't speaking clear they kept acting like they couldn't hear my kids watching pissed at the s*** tears got arrested for minding my own business where the Justice all I see is injust a blinded eye it's a detour to the road of evil if you took my freedom time to become a rebel if I lose my job I'm snatching up them shovels now we playing the game on a whole new level I'll be damned if I starve and struggle why you laugh thinking s*** funny mask up I'm coming for you dummy you God please save me I see blood as I look at my enemies I'm running out of love and I ain't got no sympathy trying my best but life is hard as I not writing this letter to God...