I feel like I'm slacking with my children Focusing on rap, tryna pack and shake the building In a race with my own race Just to raise the roof and I ain't talking about the ceiling Here's something to believe in No sleep, cos you're living what you're dreaming And it's a lesson in itself how my son can call me dad when I miss the parents' evenings Amazed I'm still breathing Every other shot I feel my insides bleeding Grandad turning in his grave God promised that I'll be there for my gran when she's grieving I used to be a man of my word Now time seems to have got the best of my sentence In that case I'll have to adjourn Cos the fruit of an excuse is just as bad as the intention Excuse me my friend, I think I might have hit my head Excuse me my friend, I don't remember who I am Cos I'm holding on, tryna be somebody But it won't be long before I need somebody Forgiveness, asking for forgiveness Forgiveness, asking for forgiveness Went to church to pray for a top ten Then I went number five, I ain't been back again But when my jewellery friend phones like they got new rings I most likely attend Hopping out a new Benz, start the car from outside, when is this gonna end? My mum's still living in the end, spent jibs on the wrist before I put her with celebs I'm still living like a wretch, all I hear is All the girls have got Tourettes And no I don't wanna bet, even the odd birds wanna take me to the nest I swear I only came for the music but the more I touch notes it's like the more I get stupid It's a gift and a curse but before I blame myself I must say it's what the tunes did Excuse me my friend, I think I might have hit my head Excuse me my friend, I don't remember who I am Cause I'm holding on, trying to be somebody But it won't be long before I need somebody Forgiveness, asking for forgiveness Forgiveness, asking for forgiveness Forgiveness, asking for forgiveness Forgiveness Forgiveness Forgiveness