almighty God I pull up my cap I kneel on the floor make me Tupac I'm still underground throw me a shot I humble myself ,nothing like bad I'm still in 2/3,how do I thrive? yelling out yahweh, holy divine waiting for sign,waiting in kind I think that my life is pathetic nothing like dough and I'm counting to 30 I put out my mind and I'm running for 2nd nothing like first and I start to feel scary lacking behind, I'm losing my game walking about, I'm feeling the same I think that I fucked up and I need to return,I need to resend this voice- to spark them again Holy ghost, come in again I'm tired, I'm losing myself I'm not valid I'm losing my thoughts to the bars blaming my past ,I don't spare it nothing as big as this scar I'm sick, I think that I'm sick roaming around I can't even sit it's like I win to repeat, eating my feet ganging with robbers, I'm holding the keys