| I don't want to ruin my life | |
| When I see you homie it just looks like you gave in | |
| I went to prayer start praying for my good friend | |
| I took it there tears falling over your sin | |
| And I ain't one to hurt you but I can't ignore it man | |
| Guess you don't wanna trust the gospels so you caved in | |
| And made excuses for your own sin | |
| You ain't cutting off no limbs plucking no eyes or cutting no hands | |
| When temptation starts popping like it's pay per view | |
| You just stand there take a few to the face and you | |
| Don't understand Satan's baiting you | |
| And his whole plan is erasing you | |
| You don't wanna be father you wanna be fed | |
| Til you vomit up Satan's bread | |
| You forgetting that you are son and that God is provider | |
| I guess you jumped the gun again |