Everything is turning dark.
And I don't know who 2 trust.
I know that there is something.
I know, it must.
When I wake up every morning.
I know life makez me sad.
Than I pray down on my knees.
Please God don't make me mad.
I don't know who 2 trust.
I mean a friend means more.
Than all the other things in this cold world.
even tha things that I adore.
God why do you let me suffer?
You make my life insane.
Why do I have 2 run 4 cover?
There is something you must explain.
I've been raised on the streets.
I'm stressing.
Even worse I'm an outlaw.
Please God give me your blessing.
All the shit in tha game ain't stopping.
Everything seems the same.
Why should be part of a society?
Cuz we always get's the blame.