Fight the pain, inside the rain A rebel know, to let the devil go So now to get paid, about to be working like a slave I'm kinda good, kinda bad, kinda get money can't be mad I'm kinda broke but I'm kinda rich Wishing I had a corner I could put a bitch in They ain't gonna do nothing Ain't like I'm suffering Food for my baby's mouth Then I bought a house for my baby mother and What's wrong? I try, don't matter, still die I'm strong, but I'm not When I'm alone, I cry Out for you, it's hard to do I can't see you so doubt for you When out my mouth I sprout the noose Too much vodka and mountain dew Explainin' what I be meanin' If you listen fast you think I was a Heathen But the last Sunday receivin' the preacher from the pastor Ain't even believin' the bastard But no Hades, god's baby God made me, a little crazy And I'm off, I'm gone My life is my songs What I mean when I sing, still on a wing and a prayer But if I listen to what is written in the scriptures maybe it will get me there Share with the people I swear it is an evil scam that might be in vain But if I say I I'm the genius then like jesus everybody gonna know my name (KALI) I've been working like a slave oh, lord And I get tired along this lonesome journey I done struggled on this road, I've been wrong I know, I know that there's no peace in my shelter There's going to be no peace in my shelter