and you are a slave to what pulls you in.

 

yo whatever has control over you is your master,

is it satin or jehovah,who you runnin after.

 

 in need of a fix use the tool in your chest cause syringes in your arms make it hard for you to rest, this is hard to express but harder watchin you swallow cuz now days pain is in ya beer cans and bottles.

 

ya view on the world changes to danger, harsh words rage and anger now everyones a stranger to you Lord , how is it hat you can forgive, when we choose death and we oppose to live how we suppose to live, through ya word and trust it, and if the sky is the limit why are you above it?

 

we take for granted of what hell is we rebellious but somebody had to tell this.

 

 

and you are a slave to what pulls you in.

 

yo whatever has control over you is your master,

is it satin or jehovah,who you runnin after.

 

 in need of a fix use the tool in your chest cause syringes in your arms make it hard for you to rest, this is hard to express but harder watchin you swallow cuz now days pain is in ya beer cans and bottles.

 

ya view on the world changes to danger, harsh words rage and anger now everyones a stranger to you Lord , how is it hat you can forgive, when we choose death and we oppose to live how we suppose to live, through ya word and trust it, and if the sky is the limit why are you above it?

 

we take for granted of what hell is we rebellious but somebody had to tell this.

 

 

Deep thoughts, very clear easy to read.
Relevant to anyone, who is concerned or have thought passed the physical world around them.
I like it. You had me at the first two lines.