Hand Me Downs

Beating on this dead horse Scrolling down on insta they just say I shoulda read more Listening to old songs, I wish a nigga said more And since I don't smoke, I think a nigga need some head more I just need to stress less But hide it so well I could pass like any stress test I ain't found a demon I ain't met yet Talking with my rage He tell me that he like my pain It gives him openings to hurt the people that be in my face And he kick it with my pride They got ways they could relate Cuz when I feel I'm disrespected, that just put me in this place Like "kill nigga" "kill niggas" Show em who you is He say there's things I gotta do to show them that I mean some biz Imma end up getting life, and it means they wouldn't live Prolly on my way to hell, if I slip up and I trip You see my momma got this demon and it sat there on her hip And that nigga name was Rage, but he called himself Revenge See these is hand me downs Gotta couple demons from my daddy now Walking with me Lust She tell me who I wanna f*ck Not explicit, she just point to bring attention to her butt I reply to say I'm cuffed She be telling me "So what?" Freedom's beautiful and shackles never came from what's above Trynna argue it with scripture but now I only wanna ... Where my armor at? Supposed to have the breastplate of righteousness Too focuses on the breast.. see I just get Caught up in the world that the devil built Speaking with my image she just told me that my looks could kill Her name is Vanity She the reason you be lying to your families Cuz you is not the man that you claim to be I wrestle with this demon, its insane to me And yea I see your fight, its the same as me Just when I'm finna shake her, I hear satan speak Tell me the light is too bright for all my sins If they see just who you are, it'll erase the good you did We done listened to this nigga, and for years we all hid I don't think his name is Satan, nah that's Shame, that's who it is See these his hand me downs Fighting the same demons as my family now Praying that my kids don't get em after while Young black Oscar Wilde Giving you my Penny, feel like Oscar Proud Dealing with my demons, young problem child Tired of these motherfuckin hand me downs Dealing with the demons of my family now Screaming out to give me something new That's the moment I seen Jesus coming through He started telling me the things I'm finna lose Started off right with my pride Momma told me to be humble Bought me low before I got the chance to tumble Then He told me that He did it cuz "I love you" Then He pointed at my rage Showed me beauty in my darkness any my pain And He told me leave revenge so that He's the one to take Then He pointed at my lust Asked me if I liked my eyes I say yes He said remember Lot's wife Sometimes looking could just end in your demise Then He went and gave me love Transformed my evil spirit with a touch Prolly cure my un-forgiveness when He opened for a hug Saw His presence make like all these demons run Gave me a new spirit Pray I give it to my son No more lust The only thing a nigga handing down is love He look up and he ask me "Daddy where you get this from?" And I tell him "These is hand me downs" Pray you start the blessings in our family now