I got so much trouble on my mind So I take time Out my day To pray and I say Now I lay me down to sleep Hopin' that I keep My soul Peep, I'm gettin' old And it's a cold cold world And I ain't even got a bomber Livin' with my momma It's the same routine Keep my room clean I'm lookin' to do some new things but ain't shit to do I'm twenty-two - catch In the prime of my life I have no time for a wife I funnel through the tunnel Disgruntled, tryin' to find me some light In the rim of darkness Aiight you sing, I may not be the darkest Brotha But I was always told to act my age and not my color Knowin' that my color was that of the original So now I sing the new negro spiritual It goes get up stand up...etc. It's like how can you understand the pain When you never had to stand under the rain When it rains it pours, and it's about to come down hard Thank God I found you As I walk down the road of existence I get resistance From all angles I tangle For cash Hopin' it'll last 'Til the end of the week But all I eat is fast food And you know how junk food goes right through ya So I return to the arab And on the way back I stop and the liquor store Grab me a six pack Knowin' that once I'm done with that I'll be back To get some more Once I get started I don't wanna stop And I can't turn around Brew - I can't turn it down Ironically I turn it up My liver I burn it up (Fat line) It's my life I live it up The cup I gotta give it up One day I'm cruisin' down a one way street and I done passed fun day Three blocks ago It itself life is an obstacle As I maneuver through the manure I try to be responsible I want a job but I ain't lookin - how come I ain't tryin' to degrade myself bein' nobody's Calvin But I'm a couch bum what makes it bad I had incentive But I disintegrated To a state that's stagnated I procrastinated I can't recall a day without bein' intoxicated or blowed Ain't dealin' with a full deck and any day I could fold What makes it bad, I wasn't dealt that bad a hand And I had a plan But things didn't go through The way they were supposed to Thank God I found you It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder How I keep from goin' under, I ponder And try to keep my concentration In this idiotic nation They say become I doctor, but I don't have the patients/patience Adjacent To that situation I want an occupation That I'm into 'Cause yet if I begin to Live to my potential I went to School for fourteen years and my best teacher was experience I reminisce and wish I could go back in time to eighty-nine When there was just sunshine But now it's like I'm gettin' older to so much strain and stress I don't think I'll ever be happpy until I rest In peace Of mind And find Who I am But thank God I found you