 I draw out my eyes, cross my teeth. Then I smoke some trees and I meditate with the Almighty. That is a sort of sin that I have messed up but I can still breathe. Another day to sin, God have mercy, I'm on my knees. Cause a man must sin. I live in a world of gloomy danger. And the evil's always winning and they couldn't leave in prayer. When my joy is the price, I know I'm pleasing. I'm living, I'm living a life to the world I never have decided.