| I’ll take away the pain that I cause when I speak it in rhyme
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| If only I could turn back time
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| If I could I’ll dry your teary eyes with a push of rewind
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| If only I could turn back time
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| I’d have took my ass to school instead of doing drugs and crime
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| If only
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| Never meant to render hurt to who I love
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| All I ever wanted was a blessing from the Man above
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| Lost in ignorance how can I panic
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| Misusin those I love actually I don’t understand it
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| Wish I could recapture the past if the chance was granted
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| Like the butterfly effect I’d repair all damage
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| And make it where you never did suffer
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| Give you the peace you only dreamt of having with your mother
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| Til then I’m in the gutter
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| Niggas think I live my life to cast pain
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| To an innocent being who I can only give my last name
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| Shit I’d be different if the cash came
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| But in the eyes of the system I’m just a victim with a bad name
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| Homeless if another seed is my destiny
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| And I ain’t got a thing what will I leave as a legacy
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| I’m prayin desperately
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| All the good that I rendered manifested into trouble
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| We’d probably be better separately so baby I apologize
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| You sacrificed paradise for a life of parasites
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| And hell modified the serpent rendered us a lot of lies
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| Drinking the cup of suffering cause we have-nots
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| Who outta rise infatuated with the dollar sign
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| I didn’t know the half of your struggle feelin
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| You was outta line thought I could save her
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| Like the Lion of Judah she was a rose being smothered
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| Cause I planted manure if only
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| Dear Cinderella I’m sorry I was blinded by cheddar
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| Living life as a man with no money I could never measure
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| I dreamt of buying you a mansion of bricks
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| But I was barely recouping and CEO’s were rich
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| You bared with me in hopes that your baby would rise
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| And when the bills were behind shit it ate me alive
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| I started peddlin yay sellin hay to see a better day
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| Dirty money and you said the Lord told you never take it
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| And with a new breed in the game lurking
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| The game is strenuous on me so I continue working
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| My only way for me to feed my baby
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| Was hit the trap with 380
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| And serve the fiends who shady
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| My fantasy is riding in Mercedes
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| But I got 9 albums out
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| And ain’t a DJ in the South trying to even play me
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| Wish I could rewind the hands of time
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| Get a career and never have to put a hand in crime if only
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| Dear child I aborted
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| I’m writing a letter to you in Heaven in my mind it was pre-recorded
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| Me I’m still getting shorted
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| The fires of having nothing have got me feelin suicidal bout to forfeit
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| Pray for your daddy he’s a madman
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| Ain’t a thing going his was looking for treasure in a trash can
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| See you was precious before I met you
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| Let it be told I never wanted you to feel the pain and be exposed
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| And Lord knows I’ll probably be punished but I deserve it
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| So I’m nervous but I’m always honest
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| But if I didn’t rap and had a 9 to 5 in college
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| From hella degrees in college it’ll probably be logic
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| My life is deadly as a kitchen razor
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| I felt a life in Heaven was the only way to raise ya
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| So if I’m wrong pray for me directly to the Savior
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| I need his mercy now or later Alpha and Omega hell is major |