Hey God, I'm just a little man got a wife and family But I almost lost the house, Yeah I bought into the dream We're barely holdin' on, when I'm in way to deep We're two paychecks away from living out on the streets She's a workin' single mom, like a Saint she don't complain She never says 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 shits gone It keep on getting harder hanging on Hey God, there's nights you 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 lost 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 shits gone It keeps on getting harder hangin' on Hey God, there's nights you 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 to proud to beg spit on his own grave Was he to gone to save? Did you even know his name? Are you the one who blame, I got somethink to say... Hey God-Tell me what the hell is going on Seems like all the good shits gone It keeps on getting harder hangin' on Hey God, there's nights you know I want to scream These days you're even hard to believe I know how busy you must be, but Hey God...