2. 1AM In Philly (The Cleanse)

Lord, forgive me for my sins But About to sin again I'm too old to still be doing this Shit Well, it depends But after I make this money, I Promise to make amends The devil knocking with a Proposition, I gotta let him in You see, I tried to keep him out Plus, you told me after I beat all The odds It evens out Well, this shit ain't Even yet This dark cloud hovering over Me, and this shit ain't leaving yet These racist cops keep fucking With me My youngest baby mom, She ain't fucking with Me The bills keep piling up, but The funds is Empty And T-Mobile just fucking Clip me for a hundred fifty I swear I done reached the lowest Of the lows Emotional, no Control, so much coldness from My soul I wanna talk to friends, But there's so much To expose I thought my best Friend was my rider Till she drove me off the road And I lost every job that paid me Well I lost my love, lost my license, I Ain't take it well And every time I started to rise, Demons came from behind Closelining me back to hell like JBL I chose not to give a f*ck, Just tryna be Honest I made it all about my Bucks, I tried to Be Giannis Things taking away From me as soon as I see Promise And I ain't never too old To cry, we all need Guidance It's been three years Since I was in the Booth spitting rhymes They miss My lyrics and my spirit, guess I Won't quit this time Still in the Race, but close my eyes, I see The finish line For now, watch Over this gift of mine Lord, forgive me for my sins Lord, forgive me for my sins Lord, forgive me I been calling Out your name, are you listening While you were giving out Blessings, did you forget me God, I wanna give out love, but Feel so empty I feel so empty Lord, forgive me I don't wanna do No wrong, but it's tempting If I continue to do wrong, would You resent me I been calling your name, Lord, Do you miss me God, do you miss me Lord, forgive me Lord, forgive Me Lord, forgive me Lord, forgive Me Lord, forgive me for my sins And Lord, forgive me as I cleanse Lord, forgive me