This life is full of surprises,
In one days life multiple can be born,
Several more life's exposed to the elements
Bow our heads,
can we morn?
Please forgive for all these sins
giving back must not be in the forecast yet,
I only see debt filling up my window sills
So I'm all in, what ever it takes
Sin over and under it's all in the upcoming of
a young entrepreneur, as for now
I'll pray and weave my nightly thoughts away in with the rest
Can I rest?
When it's in the forecast as for now I'm back
To the grinding stone, thinking of ways to get by without
Getting stoned for all the sins
Playing no games barley with time to think straight.
Make no mistake from here on out I'm flying high, highly appreciative
For these words our weapons