Raised by Gods glory, that’s how I was brought up

Devil coming for me, that’s how I got caught up

Lord blessed me with everything, everything I ever needed

But I threw it all away and told him that I didn’t need it

I’m torn between this life of God, I’m torn between these blunts I toke

Torn between whats right and wrong, see do these people really know

What they think they know about me, and I think it’s crazy though

How they judge me but they can’t see the angel that’s behind the poem

Demons all around us but to them I think the curtains closed

Over their eyes, desensitized to the difference between...