Rapaholic

right path

Lord show me the way, give me a path that I could walk, please I'm tired of being a stray dog I bleed human for god sake

I'm tired, please father forgive the sins that I bare, I swear I don't want to commit a sin there for I pray

Man fuck this shit, u don't care, I can just burn in hell, u just watch me turn into crisp, why dad, I'm just a waste of sperm, don't even have a meaning to live, and but I stay for some reason that I knt explain, i might be entertained with the life that i live, I might as well be a dead soul who escaped from hell, walking on the earth dragging my feet across the turf, kause I'm a dead man, dead weight on my hands so what shall I do next, show people the wrath of Raul, in rage seeking ease in my brain, started to think like a cave man should I stay or mindgrate to a different state man I never pray,

Hey father fuck u, u was never there to show me from right to wrong, so what's right is wrong, so I guessed, and what I did was taught my self to be a man by my self, so fuck it I don't need u, I'm a prould man dad, see I found my own path, and I wrote it on a pad, to where I gotta go is to leave the past behind man time moved so fast that I'm worried bout the present.

So ima do me with or without u. This be jokerdapoet I'm on it
Till my very last moment