another day shit didnt go my way...
baby moms steadily wit sumthin 2 say...
gods preachers just telling me to prey...
but that dont put a roof over were i lay...
in and out of jobs never can really stay..
so bill collectors wont go away...
too much to think about cant hit a jay...
sun shinning on others but for me the sky is gray...
fustrated beyond what i should be...
is god doing this on purpose" could be"
anger beyond da red ready to go off...
people saying dont be mad at me cause you pissed off..
money situation is zero plus da car in the shop....
warrants issued so its jail next time im aprehended by a cop...
livin life on the hop wit a baby boy that needs diapers...
only way to let it out is these damn internet cyphers...
if damnation was a highway id be a hitchhiker...
fuck all i can do is cuss and think of the bad situation...
who else out there can feel my damn fustration...

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