Let me tell you from the start

Just a lil nigga with a lot of pain, lot of art

Lil flame, lot of brain, lot of smarts

Lil chain, it might hang to the heart

Straight A's, til the grades fell apart

Keep me sane, keep a dame, a la carte

I was raised in the game on the court

Had some homies that would bang, but of course...

Barely aged when I saw me a corpse

I remember thinking everybody aiming for sport

15 when I saw a range, Lord

17 when I went a astray, Lord

Deranged and strange thoughts, my God...

How can niggas make work really stretch this far?

I was good on my path thus far

13, I was struck by that car

And my momma screamed

Said I was dead and she knew it

Got some age, saw my niggas getting to it

Robbing niggas for they change, we would do it

I just wanted me a change and they knew it

I just wanted me a chain, it was stupid

Looking back, God found me in music...

Looking back, God found me in music...

Looking back, sometimes I lose it and I-

Wake up on my off days

Hands on this grenade...

Land mine at my feet

And my heart bled on this page...

If God is watching me

Then I wonder what He would say...

Wonder if He would say- I was saved?

Or would He tell me drop it?

(Would He tell me drop it?)

So much to explain

So much more than this pain

At times, I question God

I'm ashamed...

But would he tell me drop it?

(tell me drop it?)

So much to explain

So much more than this pain

At times, I question God

I'm ashamed...

But would he tell me...

Let me tell you yet again

I was bout 11 then...

Me and heaven met again

In the church, listen to the reverend

Teaching youngins how to be the better men

'Go to school, maybe get a letterman, get the grades, or the game might just make it better then...'

I already knew that I was better then

I was 7 feeling like a veteran

Til them shots rang, blame the weatherman

He had never said anything but it was imminent

Ducking bullets, thinking 'what is heaven then?'

Frustrated, got me bumping Eminem

Unc faded, he can't even say the gin

What's crazy-

I ain't even know the flavor of it then

I just saw that he had another cup in his hand

On the second hand, I caught a second wind...

I ain't blowing smoke, but I gotta keep it blunt though

Another corpse on the playground- cutthroat

Hit them licks, we were going for the gusto

AR in the trunk, never clutched though

Thank God, had me watching for undo

Sometimes really think I've had enough though...

Sometimes really think I've had enough though...

Sometimes really think I've had enough

And now I-

Wake up on my off days

Hands on this grenade...

Land mine at my feet

And my heart bled on this page...

If God is watching me

Then I wonder what He would say...

Wonder if He would say- I was saved?

Or would He tell me drop it?

(Would He tell me drop it?)

So much to explain

So much more than this pain

At times, I question God

I'm ashamed...

But would he tell me drop it?

(tell me drop it?)

So much to explain

So much more than this pain

At times, I question God

I'm ashamed...

But would he tell me...