God I'mma I'mma Video (MV)

Smooth shea butter soothing all of my bruises
Few bumps in the road these my scars to prove it
Saw God when a flock of birds took off and flew in unison
Knew the truth is
I'm doing alright just look at my life
Got a loving home two kids and a wife
Pocket change, k's in the bank, good dank, give thank
I used to be hella disconnected running reckless
Rejecting my own reflection and my lessons
But kept a collection of second hand texts
Even those on the shelf collecting dust and insects
Depressed
I once slept in the dirt
Woke up to the early bird getting her worm
When will I learn as I squirmed
Laying awake too faded to pray
When it was time for Isha I was knee deep in tequila
Eyes too blurry to read
Stuffy nose labored breathing
When you stay up all through the night off the white
The sunrise don't look as tight
Leaving after-hours blind que lastima
I can't pass God this gotta be my last hurrah
In the dusk I found solace
Lord let me get a good night's rest sleep off these traumas
And I'mma do better tomorrow I promise
Promise to God I'mma get it together
Promise to God I'mma I'mma I'mma I'mma I'mma
Promise to God I'mma I'mma do better
You can look to the skies for help
But it's better if you take the time to know thy self
My cuzo told me
How you supposed to be Godbody with a cold g
Hungover when the fun's over balloons deflated
Stared at the moon and felt the urge to sit on the curb in meditation
Flicked the ashes on top of ashes
Sniffed the dust til dusk
Threw up in the streets couldn't rise up
Out of my own muck disgust
Heard a voice speak and here's what it said
Ran it's better to live on your feet than to die on your knees
I got up and stretched
Did a dance renewed my stance
This gotta be a prime example of divine planning
If it's angels on my behalf battling
Demons seen and unseen on dark planets I'm asking
To let me be a light being
On a righteous path with traction
Sipping crystal clear spring water from a chalice
And let me know balance to deal equally
See things as they are
And not as they appear to be
I ain't mean for this to turn into a prayer
But I left my salat rug all the way downstairs
Trust, next time around I'mma be more prepared
Promise to God I'mma get it together
Promise to God I'mma I'mma I'mma I'mma I'mma
Promise to God I'mma I'mma do better