demons

see nigga i ride for the lord and when i die i hope i die by the sword and wen i get to heaven i hope they open the door lord jesus im tired and my heart is sore and my body aching im a good man why these niggas hating is they jealous i hope im mistaking im a talented musician if a nigga get in my face i can also be his dentist see im not finish its just the beginning and i hope im winning please lord jesus stop me from sinnning i know im not perfect and i also dont go to churches because they aint perfect and thier prayers aint worth it beaause all them niggas perverted i know you herd this i only need your blessing eo i can get back to my lesson and keep me off the streets with that smith in wesson i dont wanna be sad no more i perfer to be laughing i pray lord jesus and father god watch over me in my brother is all im asking and wen i die i dont want no casket ashes to ashes dust to dust im always talking to god i think i talk to much but is im praying not enough because these demons got me rough and these streets hella tough i gotta fight these demons so i gotta be buff rest in peace dmx and tupac they call em out and they didnt give ah fuck sometimes people saay i be pushing my luck but right now i never been stuck