PRAY>>

rotten page , rotten up facts , lets recycle

brushed up thoughts i found as a God's disiple

from bieng crumbled from thoughts to having a revival

removing all the negative stuff hitin a fukin spiral

(aint nobody praying for me )*4

 

able to stack up piles for the good

feedin my hunger of sucess gridin on the book

the pen stock and ink both been looking low

cause i got so much in my mind to still fuckin show

 

( aint nobody prayin for me )*4

 

not so long time nothin was the same

chasin,stakin girls and frequently masturbate

now i write about love .changed from a freak furry

from lust to love its been a hell of a journey

( aint nobody praytin for me )

 

but as a crumpled page straighten still have crumples,

there is a part of revenge that stil rumbles

some past shit made me who i am

i still commit sin as low as i can

 

man im still low in the side of luck

never achieved good true love use to shout fuck

but i still keep looking for someone to love

whom i can talk to when im sad and wanna give a hug

 

boobs or ass that shit just promotes rationality

the only things i look for is good will and personality

i need someone who can fuckin handle me

who can ignite my mood's fukin dull candle jeez

 

(can somebody pray for me

(pause )

aint nobody prayin for me ) *2