STILL WALKIN - THAT'S HOW STRONG GOD IS (2004)

You tell young children ta keep secrets like what you gonna give someone for a gift. ..
But if someone hurts the kids you tell ' em, "no honey, don't keep secrets like this". ..
Now midget's confused as shit.
Search for truth and you don't have to deal wit the abuse that comes with havin' ta sift.
Somebody punked you before? ...
Well then own up to it.
Somebody robbed your front door? ...
Does the fact change if you deny it from ceilin' ta floor?
Too many wannabe gangstas, wannabe thugs...
Too many of us fucked up on drugs.
Say there's not enough love.
Say there's not enough who keep their mouth shut...
Hold no guts.
How many nuts you know hold guns?..
How many you don't know got one?
Was a little punk bitch at 15...
Challengin' older dudes to fights while my jaws' pentrated wit steel beams.
Probly thought I was joke, now that I look back, that is how it seems.
Look at my face, who gonna fuck wit me?
Look in my eyes, who wanna fuck wit me?
It's hard ta be true wit all these dudes who'd lie so much ta me.
So I pay attention--play the game accordingly...
Can't call me nothin' worse than you'd call these rich businessmen corporately.
Fortunately .
What's my fortune see?..
Wonder how it got like this...
Wonder if my parents and family was shallow and if that's why they got me as a gift.
Get holda my little cousins and teach' em some shit.
Does a son really pay for his forefathers' sins?..
Stuck in the folds of his foreskin?
Wanna give you hope...
But I can't do that through a phony scope.
If only we could learn lessons and draw strength from each other to cope.
Instead I unintentionally treat my mother like shit and I know...
My subconscious watches her die slow, feelin' alone in another REM stage...
Eyes closed, can't escape this maze.
After I wake up my thoughts are all runnin' together in a race.
Crossin' a bridge...
Cautious of leavin' fingerprints
Backpack weighin' me down--legs feel like they're sinkin' in friggin' bricks.
STILL WALIlN'!!!!!!!
Every corner I turn. grown folks and kids is gawkin'.
Every door I try, I'm locked in.
Almost jumped off the bridge into the water--what had me stoppin'?
I guess no matter how much my faith is tested and I question, that's how strong God is.