I Prey

puffin on the dragon not alot to say wicked in this bitch coming out the grave im a slave to the wicked shit its got me down on my knees but i dont bow to nobody thats a blastforme dont blast me i blast back i got a hatchet with a strap strapped straight to the back a gallon of acid and a crack head with a bat i aint afraid to use it or lose it in fact id kut my fuckin head off if it put yours in a bag. a man down on his luck lost in his ways he looks to the lord put his hands up and prays is this the only way is there something that i can change can i be a better person can you look the other way can you be the one to save me all i feel is pain i dont mean to underate you i dont know what else i want to say ill put my head to ground put my hands up and ill pray. i pray that you and your family come to an understanding i pray that the mail man quits givin your girl the brandin i pray the toe you stubbed just vanished i pray a million dollars to your famin i pray that you awaken the most inner depts of your soul i pray that you grow and prosper into the man we all know. i pray you stop being a little bitch get rich and die with a lot of kids i pray that you think of me when you dead and i pray you never take the taste of lead i pray that im forgiven for all things ive done i know i dont deserve it not a single fuckin one. i aint done with this world yet imma watch it burn. imma sit back take my spot and wait for the return