| Yea, keep following me keep calling me* |
| Yea, yea, yea |
| Ay, believe in God like the sun up in the sky! |
| Science can tell us how how but they can’t tell us why |
| I seen a baby cry then seconds later she laughed, the beauty of life- |
| The pain never lasts |
| The rain always past, the sun don’t always shine |
| When it’s gone I’m lonely, but when it’s there I’m fine |
| I hate the winter time because the nights come quicker |
| The light make them whites think I’m a nice young nigga |
| But at night they think twice and walk a little faster |
| It’s funny, 100 yrs ago I would of called Id a call this nigga masta |
| How the tables turn but still the fire burning huh |
| I feel the heat the world is a dryer turning, turning |
| I’m looking for some higher learning, learning |
| Girl you what I desire, yearning, yearning |
| You cay I’m easily distracted I think the problem is I’m easily attracted by |
| the darkside |
| The temptation got me questioning where my heart lies |
| But ay the liquor keep swallowing I swear I walk with God but the devil keep |
| following |
| I say the devil keep following, following |
| I say the devil keep following, following |
| I say the devil keep following, following |
| Omen |
| Feel like I’m riding on a chartered plane of broken hearted pain |
| Turbulence is constant my pilot has gone insane |
| If I can find a parachute to parasail, maybe these parasites of paranoia won’t |
| prevail |
| Character dope as hell, but where is my parallel sweetheart? |
| Deep thoughts lost in my brain so I sleep hard- |
| Nights with no progress |
| Man I’m thinking like I’ll probably find a Locness in the projects before I |
| find this- |
| Object of my love, this object of my heart |
| Couture strings have strum in search of my counterpart |
| Bound to start drinking or smoking, sinking this ocean |
| Leaping through the badness hoping I’m reaching for closeness |
| Feel like the devil keep following me |
| Feel like the devil keep following me |