I got so much trouble on my mind  So I take time  Out my day  To pray and I say  Now I lay me down to sleep  Hopin' that I keep  My soul  Peep, I'm gettin' old  And it's a cold cold world  And I ain't even got a bomber  Livin' with my momma  It's the same routine  Keep my room clean  I'm lookin' to do some new things but ain't shit to do  I'm twenty-two - catch  In the prime of my life  I have no time for a wife  I funnel through the tunnel  Disgruntled, tryin' to find me some light  In the rim of darkness  Aiight you sing, I may not be the darkest  Brotha  But I was always told to act my age and not my color  Knowin' that my color was that of the original  So now I sing the new negro spiritual  It goes get up stand up...etc.  It's like how can you understand the pain  When you never had to stand under the rain  When it rains it pours, and it's about to come down hard  Thank God I found you  As I walk down the road of existence  I get resistance  From all angles  I tangle  For cash  Hopin' it'll last  'Til the end of the week  But all I eat is fast food  And you know how junk food goes right through ya  So I return to the arab  And on the way back  I stop and the liquor store  Grab me a six pack  Knowin' that once I'm done with that I'll be back  To get some more  Once I get started I don't wanna stop  And I can't turn around  Brew - I can't turn it down  Ironically I turn it up  My liver I burn it up (Fat line)  It's my life I live it up  The cup I gotta give it up  One day  I'm cruisin' down a one way street and I done passed fun day  Three blocks ago  It itself life is an obstacle  As I maneuver through the manure I try to be responsible  I want a job but I ain't lookin - how come  I ain't tryin' to degrade myself bein' nobody's Calvin  But I'm a couch bum what makes it bad I had incentive  But I disintegrated  To a state that's stagnated  I procrastinated  I can't recall a day without bein' intoxicated  or blowed  Ain't dealin' with a full deck and any day I could fold  What makes it bad, I wasn't dealt that bad a hand  And I had a plan  But things didn't go through  The way they were supposed to  Thank God I found you  It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder  How I keep from goin' under, I ponder  And try to keep my concentration  In this idiotic nation  They say become I doctor, but I don't have the patients/patience  Adjacent  To that situation  I want an occupation  That I'm into  'Cause yet if I begin to  Live to my potential  I went to  School for fourteen years and my best teacher was experience  I reminisce and wish  I could go back in time to eighty-nine  When there was just sunshine  But now it's like I'm gettin' older to so much strain and stress  I don't think I'll ever be happpy until I rest  In peace  Of mind  And find  Who I am  But thank God I found you