In my day, thinking about you girl, being here with you, being there with you, I can't explainOnly time will tell what I'm meant to beI died a couple months back, I'm different mentallyA wise man, but I have stupid tendenciesSee, I'd rather get what I want than get what I needForbidden fruit, she's the apple of my eye, I can't eatCause I'm following God, following less will be my demiseAnd not to mention all these demons in a human's disguiseTrying to blind every eye, hoping, praying for life, but that's lifeLooking to my past, I used to be so trifeThinking about Jesus, we used to be so tightBut I loosened up the knot, then I started losing faithThen I fell in love with potStarting to fill my mind with darker demonic classDefining the key, unlocking potential, my pinnacleDidn't know the cost was more ridicule, I'm miserableGod, please save me, you can call me IsraelYes, y'all, yes, yes, y'allI got Jesus on my mind, I ain't used to doing rightYes, yes, y'all, yes, yes, y'allEven though I'm chosen, why am I so broken?Yes, y'all, yes, yes, y'allI got Jesus on my mind, I ain't used to doing rightYes, yes, y'all, yes, yes, y'allI don't listen, I'm pitiful, hi, my name is IsraelEven though I'm chosen, I'm so brokenThis food for thought, hope you not chokingI'm warm-hearted in a world that remains frozenIt's cryogenic, I'm like a bad appendixI need to be removed, I'm blowing up to cause damageTo everything that gives the enemy a slight advantageListen, been to hell and back, I ain't sure that's a metaphorGrandma's heart on the floorCause she think her grandson's with the LordBut actually it's tragedySeeing different colors in a void like realityWoke up, I'm like, I'm not sure what I'm doingAutomatically knew that God is the reasonThat I ain't even breathingEven though I'm living, sometimes I think I'm dreamingI said, even though I'm living, sometimes I think I'm dreamingBut I would be happy even if I was sleepingCause I feel love from my God aboveYes, y'all, yes, yes, y'allI got Jesus on my mind, I ain't used to doing rightYes, yes, y'all, yes, yes, y'allEven though I'm chosen, why am I so broken?Yes, y'all, yes, yes, y'allI got Jesus on my mind, I ain't used to doing rightYes, yes, y'all, yes, yes, y'allI don't listen, I'm pitifulHi, my name is Israel