Verse I 
Find myself with my mic in a tight spot 
There the type to pick a fight in the light or dark 
Sceneries turn mean they and mimic me 
Many men is thieves epidemically 
Calling names out who’s gonna settle it 
They use fists ignorant to break our fellowship 
Those thugs at the parties never get chicks 
Under developed kids dropping out a English 
Bunch of idiots living insignificant 
Caught in anything they’d kill a king 
No worries man be Christness got me off the crutches living righteous 
And I might just 
Hang with the likes of these common thieves, prostitutes you can say you saw me 

Chorus 
If I’m a live, I’m a live for my God 
And if I’m a die I’m a die for the cause 
Don’t’ matter got peace in my mind 
Day after day, let the love shine