(To cure you, to make you sane)

(Yeah)
Fast living, rent free, dues paid, God test's me
(Test's, Yeah)
Poverty proof of the next me
It's crazy to me how some people think I'm not alone
I did it alone, then they all came along
(Death)
But death ain't a problem to Jesus, it's treason again
Set me free for my own good
But without him, ain't nothing good around here
Shedding tears on a daily basis
I got people waiting in the queue
Leave it to God, he'll deal with the few
Made a song bout the "Due", date is all on me
Heaven sent, Deuteronomy
Airing them out, it's a evil economy
Doo, doo, doo, doo!
Do you even really care about the news?
Do you even care to listen to other people's opinions when it don't involve you?
You an arrogant man, set with a plan
Hidden agenda, deceiving the people
It's sad, Crowd Control to the max
I got homies acting phony, Is it me or it holy?
Temple of God that I ruined, I pray that I don't got it on me
Sad enough it's the whole me
Set back to my old ways, led astray
It's different when I'm in the game
Double the lanes, give me a enemy please
Little did I know it was me
So I got to break these chains
Praying for self control, maybe for a day?
It's a different me, not a new year
I got ten minutes, with the few here
It's we happy few, but between me and you
Decibel lyrics they pew, shoot till they bleed
But between you and me, there might be a demon between

Heather, were you been?
Is you even enjoying yourself, or you still on the fact that you haven't been chosen?
Or is it the fact that you weren't even on the wagon that I brought to this meeting?
Polkadots populating the seasoning that I added
Tell my momma, help me panic
Cause I only do what she says
Been a victim to my mentality ever since I was young
Cause I never wanted to be read
Instead of filling on my own, it was porn that was in me
I know it's evil, but it's left this guy
In the end I was pressed
It's stupid I know, but it's something that's up on my chest
Now I'm praying it's not in my head

Fast living, rent free, dues paid, God test's me
(Test's, Yeah)
Poverty proof of the next me
It's crazy to me how some people think I'm not alone
I did it alone, then they all came along
(Yeah)
But instead it wasn't, (Death)
Death ain't a problem to Jesus, it's treason again
Again and again

(See for ex-, a constant-, and yes they might get flash backs-)
(It's the fact that there is a secret in it that's unbearable)
(Which is that the person you need for your survival, is the person hurting you)