Hook: Have you seen someone who couldn’t be helped Pray for him like God Himself Have you seen someone who couldn’t be helped Pray for him like God Himself/ Verse: Can’t believe I slipped this far At my grandma’s crib in a room full of darkness My heartless days behind me, caught the shakes like a seasoned junky My mistakes now the shorty that I love don’t want me I was sure, I’m untouchable at best Now I’m sitting here with pains in my chest, My mind can’t rest Body weak from the shakes It’s been weeks losing weight I’m petite out of shape Stress still on my face and I ain’t, I ain’t really peep them warning signs Now I can’t control all these thoughts of mine All these cloudy days start to intertwine Debating should I leave this cruel world behind Suicide, is you stupid what’s wrong with you Man I don’t know what else to do All the people that I hurt, all the wreckage left under debris Blame that shit on Abree Nah I blame it on me That bitch laced you, you gon' cry & forgive Is you fucking out your mind, you gon' die she gone live Well what you want me to do Retrace my steps, plot on her death Can’t even think straight, I ain’t got no fight left I been falling way before we crossed paths so this the culmination Since I left New York This deterioration Been non stop on a snowball effect Big enough for the abominable Tight as abdominal Pain stricken, Bullshitting Life took its turn for the worse Now I’m cursed, wish this verse, could reverse, to my birth To a start over, makeover, takeover Lord Tell me what you need from your boy I’m here lying to my grandparents, letting them down Laying down in my own guilt, miss Obama win the election Got this collection of failure what do I turn to Use that failure for food and let it burn you Wait, God? Don’t ask questions son, just follow my lead Spread your voice to the masses, let your conscience be free Yes sir I'mma follow indeed, just help me to get right and I’ll forever believe 'Cause I’m falling

"Satan’s Voice": I told you I get you my nigga', yeah I told you if you leave your safety I’ll kill you my nigga', yeah I put that blunt up in your hand just so I can conceal yah, yeah Then like a weapon pull you out 'cause it’s time to reveal yah As a loser, you a failure, I’m gon’ cut off your life span Yeah I took your insurance you ain’t under no God’s plan You mine now, Think I’m gon’ keep you in this room And let you rot in your misery 'til your sorrow consumes You, hang up Dial tone, mah’ fucker this what happens When you stray too far from home and go get reckless with your actions Smoke some funky shit and got you on a bad reaction Now your life is in my hands Hahahaha Justo Verse: God I’m sorry please I messed up Chasing this lust I put faith in the wrong substance now my angels are dust The voices telling me I’m finished are they lying or what I tried to do the right thing, Bro' you defiant as fuck Yo I ain’t talking to you Well guess what nigga' now I’m in charge You had a lot of time to change now you here crying to God Pathetic Yo fuck your message man I swear I’mma change Don’t let me die like this Don’t leave my momma in pain I swear I just smoked a blunt, I ain’t ask for cocaine And whatever the hell else got me feeling insane I’m out here screwing all these girls with only one on my brain I don’t want her to see me die like this with all my shame Bro' you lame, it’s time to finish you and fuck your potential So sad, you was type nice with all your words with a pencil Bet you wish you had erasers Ready to meet your maker, guess who It’s yours truly say hi to the undertaker, Hi Lord I’m begging you take my hand This a bad detour, I know this ain’t in your plan My life mean more than this More than a conqueror, I’m a man You get me out of this, I’ll always follow your command, Damn What’s that thing I used to say before I sleep If I should die before I wake, I pray my soul for you to keep I’m feeling like I’m drifting man this feeling got me weak I’m sorry for all my sins if these the last words I speak Forgive me Hook: I thought you loved to sin, I thought you loved the lust What you gon’ blame this on depression oh man, I heard enough But yo I thought you love the fire, living dangerously Now what happened Changed your mind you can’t hang with us G I smell pussy Is that you Just, Is that you Just I smell pussy Is that you Just, fine, Keep this nigga' yo he corny as fuck