[Verse 1- Proof]
Barely raised by my dysfunctional fam'
Here I stand as a dysfunctional man
Quick temper, short fuse, and [bad word] at God
Demons pullin' at my soul 'till its ripped apart
Sick as [bad word]  mama that fire I started it [bad word] the fireman logic of the closet while the wire [bad word] What's positive 'bout a father that busts nuts
Then bust up, and a mama that don't show her son enough love
That's why [bad word] from my first son
And force these chicken head [bad word] to get abortions
I married the game, my mistress is fame
My girl packed her clothes, [bad word] she know I ain't gon' change
Go insane in the world, evil is yours
I done shot at houses, people and cars
The deeper the scars, the worst is the history
God you ain't gotta forgive me, just don't forget me, you hear me?
 [bad word] - 50 Cent]
Lord forgive me, for I've sinned
Over and over again, just to stay ontop
I recall memories, filled with sin
Over and over again, and again (echo)

[Verse 2 - Proof]
And most importantly, I'm tryna support my seeds
Can't seem to get away from them court and fees
Embroidery of my hood across my heart disorderly
Breakin' in houses of people who ain't got more than me
Accordingly, I'm movin' error
Gotta face the fact though I can't fool this mirror
Neglecting my daughter and tryna blame on how I was brought up
Like I'm a product of this environment, why ain't I shot up
Got up today like why you let me breathin *inhales*
And with each breath I feel death is creepin' in
Thinkin' sinners are winners and I'ma finish last
My pen and pad record my life as each minute passed
Past menace, I shook sin and shook [bad word] I did right by you but still you took Bugz
Then caught me in adultry, fought me
For not knowin' through the dark streets you walked me, talked to me
 [bad word] - 50 Cent]
Lord forgive me, for I've sinned
Over and over again, just to stay ontop
I recall memories, filled with sin
Over and over again, and again (echo)

[Verse 3 - Proof]
Its the wrists thats [bad word] to rush my wrists into cuffs
Its like I'm fightin' for your attention and love
Speakin' of Bugz, give me a hint from above
If he not you know I wanna be [bad word] when I'm done
Kid outta wedlock so my lady frontin'
I love cause he gave me somethin'
positive anything is better than a negative nothin'
I was on the edge of death ready to jump in
Its hard when you can't find love anywhere
And just because the reverend listen, don't mean he care
Pop's on crack with a sufferin' past
I dream of black and white, the world colour me bad
Other than sad, painful and stressed
Life is good with the webs that's tangled with death
Control the board or control the school
I have sinned amongst men and my soul is yours.
 [bad word] - 50 Cent]
Lord forgive me, for I've sinned
Over and over again, just to stay ontop
I recall memories, filled with sin
Over and over again, and again (echo)

Lord forgive me, for I've sinned
Over and over again, just to stay ontop
I recall memories, filled with sin
Over and over again, and again (echo)