Hey God I'm just a little man got a wife and family

But I almost loss the house Year I brought into the dream

We're barely holding on when I'm in way too deep

We're two paychecks away from living out no the streets

She's a working single mom like a Saint she don't complain

She never say a word but she thinks that she's to blame

Her son just got convicted he blew some punk away

She did her best to raise him but the world got in the way

Hey God Tell me what the hell is going on

Seems like all the good s**ts gone

It keeps on getting harder hanging on

Hey God there's night your know I want to scream

These days you're even hard to believe

I know how busy you must be but hey God

Do you ever think about me

Born into the ghetto in 1991

Just a happy child playing beneath the summer sun

A vacant lots' his playground by 12 he's got a gun

The odds are bet against him junior don't make 21

Hey God Tell me what the hell is going on

Seems like all the good s**ts gone

It keeps on getting harder hanging on

Hey God there's night your know I want to scream

These days you're even hard to believe

I know how busy you must be but hey God

Do you ever think about me

I'd get down on my knees

I'm going to try this thing your way

Seen a dying man too proud to beg spit on him own grave

Was he too gone to save

Did you ever know his name

Are you the one to blame I got something to say

Hey God Tell me what the hell is going on

Seems like all the good s**ts gone

It keeps on getting harder hanging on

Hey God there's night your know I want to scream

These days you're even hard to believe

I know how busy you must be but hey God

Do you ever think about me

Do you ever think about me