Running out of time for my payback
Gunning at my enemies base land
Knowing I got to defend my place
But most would not understand
What I would have to take back
Even though God is in me, I feel devious
I don't deserve this air but I'm still breathing it
I don't deserve this knowledge but I continue reading it
It was the holy book of god but I feel like I am cheating it
Because I was filled with so much hate, I started deceiving it
Still hoping it was a dream
Every morning, I slide out of what it means
Grown up in the slums of what now are called streets
No fun, no pain, just what it is
I see the bright lights but I can't trust what it is
Is it the shining light of heaven to grant me glory?
Or the shining light of ambulances to end a story?
Could it be the patrols looking for me for my felony?
Or can it be the light of simply the sun or the lights of a blasting gun?
I do not know so I felt afraid
Avoiding the light by any cost with a everlasting run
