[Intro: FishyRap]

Yesterday was bad

Real bad

I don't ever think I'll be able to recover from

Yeah

Fuck it

Next time I'm making a gospel album

[Verse 1: FishyRap]

Started as a 7, woke up 11

Yet I'm on some 18+ bullshit

She brought 3 pluss friends

Yeah

Last night was fucking crazy

Fast lights, kid of hazy

Pray to God he'll forgive me

For what I'm 'bout to do (Haha)

Bout to go fucking apeshit

Pick up that bottle and take a hit

Can't even remember shit

Don't know where I am

Some bench, oposite a man

"The fuck you think you am"

He answered softly

Damn

I've heard a lot of nonsense, like simlish

My first thought "what is this"?

But this is ... real

Can't reason, yet deny what I ... feel

Yeah, he saved me and that's real

Dear lord, you saved me and that's real!

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: FishyRap]

Iii

Think I went from seven eleven

To twenty-four seven

Straight praying yo

That's on God fo-sho

Raise your arms in worship ho-pe

Woke up druged but he turned me dope

[Verse 2: DJ Professor O-K]

Woke up as a 7. Barely made 11

Be lucky to live through the 18+ bullshit

She bought 3 pluss chicken nugs

What?

Rewind that shit

Okay

Nightshift was fucking crazy

Tough fights, noisy Mercedes

Hope the lord won't notice

For the crazy shit i’ll do

Haha

Bout to fucking apeshit

Pick up that bottle and take a hit

Can’t even remember where I am

Some bench, sitting opposite a man

“The fuck you thing you am”

I answered softly

[Chorus: FishyRap]

Iii

Think I went from seven eleven

To twenty-four seven

Straight praying yo

That's on God fo-sho

Raise your arms in worship ho-pe

Woke up druged but he turned me dope

[Verse 3: FishyRap & DJ Professor O-K]

Dear lord, give me the power

To calm myself

When I wanna go apeshit

When I need a hit

When I need to hit

Rip and tear

Let my enemy know fear

I'm made outa sheer will

But give me the power to chill

And not go

Apeshit

Ain't that a bitch

When you come home drunk (Drunk walking yo)

And find yo girl beeing a ho

With some other man

Then I ain't got no guilty consience

Till the next day

Don't realy want to step into that fray

Should focus on keeping my demons at bay

That's why every single night I pray

Outside that 7/11

Like it's my tiket to heaven

I don't know

No matter how hard I go (To church, get it?)

I always end up at that bench

I'm on that fence

Thinking what to do

Yeah

I don't know

Still got that desire to spasm out though

And just go hard

Used to do anything for a hit

But Christ showed me some other shit

That's why I still breath

That's why

[Chorus: FishyRap]

Iii

Think I went from seven eleven

To twenty-four seven

Straight praying yo

That's on God fo-sho

Raise your arms in worship ho-pe

Woke up druged but he turned me dope

[Verse 4: DJ Professor O-K & FishyRap]

Listen lord, smell this powder

To escape reality

When I wanna go apeshit

When i need a hit

When i need a hit

Don’t come near

Or those cops appear

Will this pain go away

How much more do i have to pray

Please don’t go

Apeshit

Ain’t it unfortunate

When you don’t know what you're saying (Drunk talking yo)

And find this girl being ho

Cause her heart belongs to another guy

Then I really got no business

Till the next day

No work, no depths to pay

Should just forget this shit and move away

I can find a workshift on subway

And forget that 7/11

It’s heat is worse than hell

I don’t know

No matter how hard I go (To church, get it?)

I’ll forever stay on that bench

Lost my will for self defense

Thinkinh what to do

Yeah

I don’t give a fuck

Still got a desire to fullfill

And just take it easy

Used to sell anything for a hit

But this new life showed me some better shit

Thats why I still breathe

That’s why