Life never lived up to my expectations, so I accept the patience Expect the worse, but now I’m pacin’ back and forth Inside, I’m melting like water on wicked witches A monster truck done came and ran over my picket fences I had the best of life in my clenches, but monkey wrenches was thrown Like chairs kings sit on, my prayers seem too long I fall asleep before the ending, don’t even get to say “amen” I hope He understands I be on bended knees At times, I think I’m crazy, then I say “forget it” Or maybe it’s the devil infiltrating in like Riddick Bowe, I’ve been fighting this since them fetus days I count from one to twenty, when I’m through, repeat the phrase “It’s just a phase, it’s gon’ all pass”, but that gets old too I’m weakenin’ like a deacon doing dirt What am I s’posed do? 📸 by @the.vxsionary