I'm tired of having to choose Because it seems that my choices always make me lose. Either I can stay where I am or I can leave, Either I can remain truthful or I can deceive. I'm tired of hearing people tell me to pray When I've consistently prayed every day. But to no avail. I just want to know who it is that's making me fail. I do all that I can and I try to do my hardest But I can only do so much, everyone seems so heartless. Everywhere I go, it's all the same da** news. Everything looks okay, we'll get back to you soon. BULLS***!! Sometimes I feel like waiting outside til they get off work, hiding in the shadows. Camoflaged by darkness so when I sneak up on them they're baffled. But I do nothing but get further in debt. Sooner or later I might resort to my old ways. That seems like the only way I'll get paid. Since everyone who's interviewed me seems to be afraid. Punk Bit**es. Very soon I'm gonna take people for their riches, Cover their heads with a pillowcase so they'll only be victims, not snitches. "Just pray and God will give you what you ask for." Why must I keep asking for what is known that I need. Like a job so I can buy clothes for my seed. If my prayers don't get answered soon, I'M GONNA SNAP!!