Yeah, yeah, that shit is a bit tardy,
I'm not playin', couple is on record,
the others I'm not sayin'
I was wild since the box of sand,
I was the fuckin' slapbox man
You was whoppin' the real Roxanne,
you can go ahead with your battlin' man
hit you in your head when the bat even ran
Rap like only an African can,
But you gotta understand,
that it's a plan to kill off the black man
the number one catcher of eight
An d we all know that bullshit's
my mental bein' an intricate maze
without hittin' some haze
Seen bright nights and dark days
It made me wanna run and spark the gate
It's gonna take a miracle they say
For me, for me, for me, for me
Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
Dear God, I wonder can you
I don't care if you don't like me
I'm in this game for more than a chain
or whippin' a crisp pair of Nikes
it's kinda hard to get it
that's why I try to keep it
Some cats die to reach it,
don't even know what they reachin' for
then why we teachin' for?
And my mom still teachin' more
I got a question, why she get paid
the least for her profession?
And my pop still stressin'
Got a new heart, turned around,
I swear he can't win, but he don't quit
he just keep grindin' to the end
still kickin' on some old time shit
Belly up, have a beer too
Cause everything you said then,
Your boy's got a clear view
And the lessons gotta learn myself
the worst turn for my health
And I hope I don't see a early grave
Damn, cause I ain't even saving
Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
I wonder can you save me?
Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
I wonder can you save me?
I wonder, can you save me?
Dear God, I wonder, can you save me?
