Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised
So take your out notebook and listen, when i say this dont faint
Oh, not again! another critic writing report
Give me strength, i pray to god, i swear that i still miss the lord,
Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme
Till they take off there skirt i got bad bitches i dont fuck em clean
And it begins to phase him more each day
Feelin like this is when i pray,
Lord i pray you let jay's family continue with no strife.
Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs
And as i pray the lord pulls the pain up out of this man.
And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam
I'm passionate and dont doubt me homie - i take this shit seriously,
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself
I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents
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