Man this stress got me taking puffs hoping for luck 
sometimes I feel like my life is a little too rough
I bet you my lifes nothing like yours trust me
When it rains it pours
wounded down on all fours,
the doors to my soul wide open
I'm God's little sponge
and the devils got me soakin
in worldly ways
greed pumpin through my veins,
thinking of dirty ways to get paid
influenced into sinning
till the end of my days
even though thats not the road
I choose to take
I search for faith
how long will I have to wait
In due time? 
I'm pretty sure my times been due,
all the heartache and pain I've been through
I guess I'll just keep waiting
praying to God that in the end I don't lose