God, take this pain away.
I know you want to punish me for my sentenced foul play.
But Lord i begged everyday,
For you to take my stress away.
I slept on the ground every night,
Couldn't find a bed to sleep on because my life isn't right.
I had to deal with a daily struggle because i couldn't read or write.
God, please...
Can't you just send me on my way with a misdemeanor?
I have a baby girl,
And she has a high fever.
You can't take her mother away in her dire time of need.
I promise i won't do drugs,
And I'll stay up off that speed.
And i swear I'll stop running the streets and selling weed.
Just give me one more try,
Because i really don't want to die.
I can't leave my daughter in the system,
Even though I'll be with you, I'll really miss her- Christian
She is my world,
I love my little girl.
I would hate to have her grow up without her mother,
Without her father is a punishment she already has to suffer.
This is my plead,
From an old druggie and hustler.