Intro:
I can paint the picture clear when it's
(Yung Bala On Tha Beat)
Look
Everybody a philosopher about my problems
For my downfall they all had their reasons (had their reasons)
Daddy blamed it on the lifestyle of trying to be a rapper
Church folks claim a prior disbelief in Jesus (Jesus)
I was choosing my choices, deciding decisions
Deciphering voices, I try not to listen (I try not to listen)
Searching my feelings
Denying religion
Blurred lines of freewill and divine intervention
Lord
Hook:
My faith is lost
Please take this cross
My tears they fall
Please hear my call
I've been weeping all night
I'm trying to find joy through my mourning
I don't make it through the night, I pray I see you in the
Verse 1:
I done held the prayer line up for ransom
Is it a manager or supervisor I could visit
How I'm supposed to be optimistic
When my people fighting for their life in court rooms and doctor visits
My little brother fought the state in two counties
On house arrest they give a grown man a bed time
My big brother signed for 10 years papers
But they really wanted 20 years fed time (fed time)
And though my spirit meek I know you're right there
But the reaper turned by mil dreams into nightmares
All black shadow figure with the chrome hook
Obituary stack feeling like a phone book (like a phone book)
I took a long look
At all the, this idle mind was out of line idolizing unknown faith
Fantasizing about my engine where my trunk be
But the whole time my heart was in the wrong place
Somedays I got to dig deep not to uproot
Cause a slight bit of doubt will make you lustful
At other people sowing seeds
Stalk them down
Hide in them weeds
At harvest time, make em' up fruit
I know the fight against the flesh is a must do
And with a broken heart I can trust you
An on-time God, I can't rush you
But as I cry with red eyes this is just truth
Hook:
My faith is lost
Please take this cross (please take, take)
My tears they fall
Please hear my call ( please hear my)
I've been weeping all night
I'm trying to find joy through my mourning (oh lord)
I don't make it through the night, I pray I see you in the morning
(My, my , my, my, my, my, my, my)
My faith is lost
Please take this
My tears they fall
Please hear my (please here me lord)
I've been weeping all night
I'm trying to find joy through the mourning
I don't make it through the night, I pray I see you in the morning
Bridge:
Oh, say ye though I walk through the valley
Of the shadow of death
With my last breath
I shall fear no evil no
Because no weapon formed shall ever prosper
Outro:
I mean they're telling me to be steadfast like Job
But let's be real man
What if Job was in 2020
How he going to be steadfast when this world fast
All these teacher and preachers
Man, they're mixing this shit up
Christianity, churchianity, all these religions I don't know
I mean they told me story of Jesus
But so did 10 other religions
And I don't get it
It all starts to look the same
And
I'm just trying to figure this out
I mean I'm coming
I'm on bended knee
Like I'm humbling myself
Like what's up
I look toward the hills from which cometh my help
But I really don't feel it
I though my help cometh from the lord
Like what's up man
Talk to me please
Talk to me