Jesus and his followers are in the world
Don't take them out
The world will perish
They are like salt
They are light
Keep them there with all its mess and all its confusion
Keep them there
But don't let them be of the world
They wanted me to get in that frame
Four corners all the same
If I never let go of that mold than it's all in vain
Second grade a reckless slave everyday swept away and hoping people's love would never change.
Tried please everyone but God
Yeah I put up gods
But inside I was dying finding out life is hard I remember I cried until my nose was raw My mom was strung out on that alcohol
She won't recall
When they told me that's her body outside the hospital
My life was out of control, whatever I got into
I know my dad got high, had me looking low
This hurt had me in the dirt and this garden wouldn't grow.
They say, I would do the same but drugs into the needles went into my veins.
At the cause of my finger tips would just leave me stripped of everything
and the progression was so heck tick how'd I go from 8 years old
to so messed up with no method to make me whole

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