This is a song about "Paralyzed to the feeling the hate i see brings me to my knees i pray to the lord"

Our vision never changed, we self made

Till the hate..... pushed me to my true .........fate

So before i dropped to the ground and fell on knees

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Give me strength, i pray to god, i swear that i still miss the lord,

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

Cheerfully i say lord take my wife to heaven, thank you for the extra hour

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

I used to pray about life, the problem just only worse.

Getting paid off our operation we ain't even doctors

So we just pray to the lord, that we could stay true

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

That's important to me, important you see to trust the lord,

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

My whole neighborhood's baptist, and so i pray to the sky,