[Verse 1]
Dear Lord, we not keeping in touch
Conceal my past, it seems we ain't speaking as much
Awake all night, I can't sleep, or dream of some stuff
Super stressed, I'm in need of a rush//
No shoulder to lean on, I stray, I should keep on
Preach on, but I'm in need of a crutch
Addicted, on porn sites, sneaking with lust
Motor boating, I was hoping to speak with the bust//
Human urges, reveal life with these verses
GZA, with Liquid Swords, Beneath the Surface
Words in cursive, my signature on pages
Spitting with a hunger, like I never made it//
Falling on my knees, giving praise when I need it
When I'm on top, I guess I forget to speak it
Had to dust the bible off, put on the glasses
And examine why I need to read it//

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Fall to my knees, elevate my hands
Interlock my fingers, then I start to chant
Look to the sky, I want to fly to France
Praying every night for a change in circumstance//

[Verse 2]
Dear Lord, guess that I'm a lost sheep
Spent nights staring at the wall, I lost sleep
Devil with his riches, chasing me
Looking at the man in the mirror who's facing me//
Far from perfect, living life without a rodeo clown
When I'm down, I am in need of a circus
In need of a rhyme book, some reality
Based rhymes, time is ticking, and I chase time//
Dear Lord, you know that I'm dealing with debt
Tithing envelope empty, I'm seeing you less
Pray to you, dreaming success
But nowadays, it seems that I am very depressed//
Distance is a burden, I miss the sermons
The altar call, I'm in need of forgiveness
Dear Lord, spent nights, without missing
Your presence, now I am in need of repentance//

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[Verse 3]
I walk through the valley of death, without a shadow
Put on the armor of God, ready for a battle
Pull out the lasso, ready to caught the cattle
Sitting a top a horse without a steady saddle//
Dear Lord, forgive me for my sinning past
A sinning present, the future's full of sin you ask
Went from a Mongoose to spinning class
Lance, HGH, I won't finish last//
Dear Lord, I confess that I lied too
A breath of fresh air after I tried glue
There's blood in my veins, no Piru
Confession box is locked, so I hide truth//
On my knees, who should I believe?
Lift my voice, over joyed by the breeze
Took time, I cook rhymes, with ease
Thank God for another day, I can breathe//

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