Not Ok

I'm steady losing I am not ok I'm wondering how you don't see the signs I display I lick my wounds dust myself off and try again I'm tired of saying one day one day I'll win 'Cause tomorrow never come And yesterday never mattered Seem like all we got is right now So I might just need to live my life I'm tired of sticking my dick in these bitches it never amount to nun I just been toting this blick waiting for my day to come I keep sinning with no repentance I love Jesus that boy died for my sins he allowed me to win Everyday I wake up I try n live in the image of him But I seem to fall short of that I say I'm changing but that's bald cap Don't ever get it twisted I'm a rap artist Just found a different way to express my pain P2 man this shit mean more than a name P2 this shit a family this is not a gang Gang gang But maybe it's time I subtract some niggas from the picture It seem like they don't get it It seem like don't wanna see me winning It seem like they don't wanna see Duce winning