Stand A Chance

Lord, forgive me, I'm balling out of control

Got the spirit of fallen soldiers pouring out of my soul

Looking like Bane crawling out of the hole

Always was told, never your vein, never the nose

Never keep the money, same place you keep your toes

I'm meant your fingers, whatever, don't let it linger i

Wake up in cold sweats, courtesy of

Admelog

That's an insulin, that's if you're listening

I wake up dying, and the Lord be whispering

My son, this is not how the mission ends

Where it begins, switch the lens to where I took the benz