.25th hour.

What's it mean to be alive ? I done ran out of hours, I'm on 25 Scotty beam me up I belong in the skies It's not a gag gift, this hearse that I drive It hurts and I've cried Futile work on the side Like none of it matters The fruits of my labors When disrespected by neighbors Earn a first class ticket, no waiver Guaranteed to see the Savior I done seen the light At high noon when the sun shine most bright Too well I know the darkness No muscle to pump blood, baby that's heartless Saw a baby die, now I feel the world godless I get on my knees, send my prayers to where God lives Then I get up, gotta do me regardless If you get it, you get it If you know, you know Life is a garden, look What you sow you grow Shout out my Momma for teachin me lessons Put holes in her walls but she never was stressin God, bless him God, bless him Simple prayers with a big impact I shouldn't be here, God got my six That's a big brag, a matter of fact When it's my time I accept that list Locs hang down to my shoulders Witnessed kickin rocks to movin boulders The block gets hotter, the hearts get colder The good die young and the wise get older "I'ma die young or live forever" I felt those words on a different level Dispatched the demons, bring on the devil The times that I've died, number several God on my side, He deserves a medallion Keep a lit path, the serpents stay prowlin Far off the Main Street, in a dead end alley The shadow of death's what's left in this valley And I just keep movin on The drumbeat I march to, the groove is strong Ba-rum-pum-bum-pum like I knew the song When the blind lead the blind bet they movin wrong There's nothing to see here, I lied so they'd move along And not get stuck with the oohs and aahs The cuts so deep, I bleed through the gauze Bet the doctor say "He has angels" I got a whole a squad of 'em Some would say I have a whole lot of 'em They all hitters, problem solvers Semi's and automatics, not revolvers Under a big sign that says don't involve us The situations we in, we resolve 'em All of 'em All of 'em The fat lady sing when the clock hit zero Keep it movin like I don't have earlobes To the top of the totem pole I get it, you get it, you know I know Sonic booms before goin ghost Only my bruddanem know the toast Not even bruddanem know the tea Done ran out of hours, I'm on 25