BUT GOD

The person sitting next to you is just as guilty as the person sitting in your seat But God Guilty as charged But God Who else is good but God I find it odd How people throw compliments My pride eats the praise and accomplishments Self centered, me? Good joke but you're bombing it Truth in every joke though this soul really bottomless Fill me up with good words though positive affirmation Fall right through the strainer of my heart but I love that sensation Drunk pride see how I start to mirror Satan It caused his fall, now he's doomed, just gotta get to waiting Must've thought that he was good in his heart Dotted I's and crossed the T's, thought he was good on his chart Had the plan down to a T, but he misplayed his part Thought he was good aside from God, but he been missed the mark Man, I start to think in my heart like Why do you call me good Lightning strike, I'm back in bed Slept easy that night Boomed through the city, raindrops hit my window just right All through the hood Still haven't understood all the Skelly's in my past—wish I could If I could burn them up to cinders, then I would I should seek repentance to receive a proper sentence I done said it once, now again Why do you call me good