[Intro:] 
Dear God, I’m trying hard to reach you 
Dear God, I see your face in all I do 
Sometimes, it’s so hard to believe it... 
But God, I know you have your reasons 
(Uh huh) 

[Verse 1:] 
They said he’s busy hold the line please 
Call me crazy, I thought maybe he could mind read 
Who does the blind lead? 
Show me a sign please 
If everything is made in China, are we Chinese? 
And why do haters separate us like we siamese? 
Technology turning the planet into zombies 
Everybody all in everybody’s dirty laundry 
Acid rain, earthquakes, hurricane, tsunamis 
Terrorist, crime sprees, assaults, and robberies 
Cops yellin’ stop, freeze 
Shoot him before he try to leave 
Air quality so foul, I gotta try to breath 
Endangered species 
And [bad word]  out of trees 
If I could hold the world in the palm of these 
Hands, I would probably do away with these anomalies 
Everybody checkin’ for the new award nominee 
Wars and atrocities 
Look at all the poverty 
Ignoring the prophecies 
More beef than broccoli 
Corporate monopoly 
Weak world economy 
Stock market topplin’ 
Mad marijuana oxycotton and klonopin 
Everybody out of it? 

[Hook:] 
Well I’ve been thinkin’ about 
And I’ve been breakin’ it down 
Without an answer 
I know I’m thinking out loud 
But if you’re lost and around 
Why do we suffer? 
Why do we suffer? 
(Uh huh) 

[Verse 2:] 
Yeah... It’s still me, one of your biggest fans 
I get off work 
Right back to work again 
I probably need to go ahead and have my head exam 
Look at how they got me on the Def Jam payment plan 
Well, I’m in the world of entertainment and 
Trying to keep a singing man sane for the paying fans 
If I don’t make it through the night, slight change of plans 
Harp strings, angel wings, and praying hands 
Lord, forgive me for my [bad word] 
For going on tour and ignoring the court summons 
All I’m trying to do is live life to the fullest 
They sent my daddy to you in a barrage of bullets 
Why is the world ugly when you made it in your image? 
And why is livin’ life such a fight to the finish? 
For this high percentage 
When the sky’s the limit 
second is a minute, every hour’s infinite 

[Outro:] 
Dear God, I’m trying hard to reach you 
Dear God, I see your face in all I do 
Sometimes, it’s so hard to believe it...