trapped

some days feel like others sunday brothers lookin they see my character register in at 140 five eight and a half ill smash nothin Gods stuntin im just watchin I see He says Hes gott um theyll see what I mean lean on Him Im sin flesh and Blood been loved and hated rated as a poor black male not on your scale far from hell heavn yelled i answered back with this rap Gods been on my back to come back and just speek my mind through time id climb that thin line wonderful His gifts given all i had to do is ask on my knees i prayed but by the end i wasnt like them sunday boys couldnt recite one verse at first thought it was a curse then id burst out this old skin come again as i was suppose to His name alone should of froze you He chose you for the battle to come stay humble play it dumb lurn patience as it comes fallow none no not one is worthy