Mother there's a side to me you don't know
Different to the child with the smile in your photo,
Made some decisions some wrong some right, now strangers call my number
When I'm sleeping at night
But they're sinners too
And they'll only make me worse.
Don't let me go
And roll away like a penny down a hole in the road.

Like a fallen angel
I seek refuge in the valley of lonesome souls
With tales told of those taken from those of broken homes
I smoke the chung while my heart bleeds burgundy
Stuck on the title page, still yearning to turn the sheet
Observing the worst deceit
This book of lies got me shook of life still picturing crooked ties
I musta mistook for right
Getting licked again and again, whether the venom is peng
It severs several levels in head
But for some reason, I'm several levels ahead of these
Sheep and cattle, wannabes wannabe street and battle
But many die in war, that's a fact
In the pursuit of glory, men will attack intact no looking back
Bang! That's the sound of the cell door slam
In this [bad word] is where they wanna dwell more man
Criminal antics with villains that bang clips in nang whips
No bank slips just banquets, with so much food!

Mother there's a side to me you don't know
Different to the child with the smile in your photo,
Made some decisions some wrong some right, now strangers call my number
When I'm sleeping at night
But they're sinners too
And they'll only make me worse.
Don't let me go
And roll away like a penny down a hole in the road.

Bumped into the devil up at the crossroads searching for lost souls
Picking them up in bulk like Costco's
And whoever's written my life movie, done gave me some plot holes
But made me sharp enough so I clocked those
The times it was too late, the penny just dropped slow
Cos people are scared when they shoot the sheriff, but not when they shot Os
And that's how far you go to cop those designer jeans
And It's a no-brainer when u got these mindless needs
You mix in the anger inside these teens
With no parental guidance in the script all you'll get is violent scenes
In [bad word] 
Want them to hear opportunity knock they cant even see the opportunity
Ain't got the eyes for it
But got the hunger into [bad word]  they might pour it
Can't afford the cost but who's paying the price for it
And is it all worth it, cos at the end of day nobody's all perfect

Mother there's a side to me you don't know
Different to the child with the smile in your photo,
Made some decisions some wrong some right, now strangers call my number
When I'm sleeping at night
But they're sinners too
And they'll only make me worse.
Don't let me go
And roll away like a penny down a hole in the road.

But they're Sinners Too
But they're Sinners Too
But they're Sinners Too
But they're Sinners Too