Dear God

Dear God

Thankyou for making me get up and walk this path

All these people be sayin imma be with you and

Be snitchin and stabbin and ripping my heart and takin me for granted

Pain is a process wait never felt this low inna while

Now what you ? What we had ? was a lie

I told myself wouldn't and went did it blame it on me alright

Anyway homies are you guys happy isn't this what u want to see

Bullet feelin low and fail and fall trip hands lost motor control and shivering

Got like thousand contact but i wouldn't call one

Even if I did would you I would ever trust em

Fucka prolly would go talk about my worst shit to a new gang laugh it