Goin insane, never die, live eternal, who shall I fear?

But I see now that whether I show up for work or not, the evil forces are going to beat me. They're going to come 100 percent, so if I dont be 100 percent pure-hearted, I'm going to lose. And thats why I'm losing.

I'm on my knees begging, please come and save me.

If I could patent 'being real', I think I could own that.

Questions for the lord, why he don't like me, guard my soul, Though my life was hard with no remorse.

I am being ripped off, because I've never lied to the press. Just as much truth I bring to my work, a journalist should bring that much truth to their work.

And I hope I'm forgiven for Thug Livin when I die.