Validation

It's Sunday morning and I'm sitting here and

I'm trying to get right With God

I had a rough night, like

I have never felt this Fucking bad inside

I try to keep focus on the Word at hand, word bond

But my man, the pastor's Daughter, got an ass that Attests to the will of man

I pray so hard against my Sins, it's callous on my Hand

Still malice on my mind, Make it a challenge for Your mans

But I digress, I'm cool like That. I try less to prove My Mack, I'm diggable

My positioning right now Is critical