BTOB ☆ Yes I Am

I guess I saw the dead as I burned to another lever thinkin about westside’s my heaven always been my lucky seven but I pray up to my lord my soul to take away and then I fly by real high a chance I had to take like I was saying they got me chaned up from praying to my one and only almighty we’re still countin on you baby what side am I on where do I belong heaven over hell but I may be wrong enjoy the fun life’s full of hell I’m stll standin tall yes and no virgins empty voices ca lling my name whiplashed dh lord make me sane once again feeling insane I am the main feeling insane i bring the pain feeling insane I am the blame fell in the flame I lost the game heaven or hell is what the preacher tries some livin’ it up while others live on bail mama I can ‘t understand this thing called hate I live my in hell becalise my color sealed my fate tryin keephopehope a live but my dreams is gettin’ faint society keeps tellin me what i is and what I ain’t gettin stop by 5.0 murder was the case now I’m getting locked up becalise of my race there’s nothing in this world that won’t do stayin good and true and lovin lifefor you its the devil that’s makin’ me do what i do i do i pray each day that you’ll forgive me in acertain way take control of my body mind and soul take me from the evil and make me whole it’s like dissease find the cure and stop it please before it’s too late hate will take me to fate feeling insane I am the mai(father) feeling insane I bring ht epain (father) feeling insane I am the blane (father) fell in the flame I lost the game Always knew hell was there but it seems unfair can’t comprehend how it seems like I’ve already been thinkin’ clearly now cause I’m goin out my mind searching for the answers I can’t seem to find . It’s shane that reality there’s so much brutality kids gang bangin before they reach maturity, can I or will I stop my fertility, why do our kids grow up withg this mentality I started thinkin’ about what I did before rolled up wit the gang and slangin doe reminiscen about the past be the first to blast runnin’ wit the homies, always comin’in last growing up as a wicked ass kid today still regretting, every single thing I did way hopin later on I wouldn’t have a price to pay keep it real and don’t front stay true that way heaven and hell there’s a really lot to tell I once fell in hell cuz I didn’t near no heaven bell thought I was in the heaven depend on lucky seven leaving kid at age of only eleven (Ha Ha) life seems real but it’s only a dream should be a heaven and nothing between I knowy’ all feel me you know what I mean wakin up in a world feelin so cold.