
The second thing I heard I couldn’t rap and couldn’t write
This occurred and happened pretty much all my life
So by the 3rd time I just laughed at em and rocked the mic
But I regret some of my broken relationships No matter how hard I’ve tried to just make em fit And I don’t blame myself and I’m not blaming them But too many up in my life have just came and went I’m not perfect I serve a God who is I serve a God who lives who says that I’m his kid When I shoot for the mark but I shoot and miss I serve a God who gives a new start and he forgives And takes every thing I ever did Then he throws it in the sea of forgetfulness