Don't call me if you ain't already free
Guess it's usual these days and I should start to not believe
I've been tripping on my own two feet
You talking bout my problems like they don't involve me
Hardly, stick [bad word]  when you take it slow you just forget to breathe
so busy glancing at the roses that you hardly felt the breeze
I see the heads of all your nails are painted softly with a t
And in my ignorance I slipped and asked exactly what it means
And you said, this is everything, the pinnacle of my belief
This paint is just a symbolism, god's the only one I need
If anything should happen, if anyone should make me bleed
I hold my hands together, pray to God that he would set them free

Raise your hands, hallelujah
Everybody singing out to God "I always knew ya"
But I'mma keep it real I only came last week
The paranoia got to me and kept me feeling weak

We were talking bout the liquor and the money and the things that they were taking from me
How could I just say it's funny, talk about my tape [bad word]  sit across from Satan's cousin
I don't have to pay for nothing, why should I be fake for something
Who, told you I'm not giving it my all
They probably right, I quit the drink and got withdrawals
I hit the sink every night, now I reflect on what I've drawn
Not the brightest of lights, but I got something for the fall
Hol' up

Raise your hands, hallelujah
Everybody singing out to God "I always knew ya"
But I'mma keep it real I only came last week
The paranoia got to me and kept me feeling weak