The Struggle

(álbum: Steven Malcolm - 2017)

Even though it doesn't show
Sometimes my shoulders get sore
From carrying what feels like the world
But I thank God that I'm alright
No one else can carry the load
That's why I never gave into
The struggle

Yeah, Lord give me strength for this cross
Through this forgiveness with every day that I lost
Mind full of the evil that people against you be loving
I'm filled with the corruption of sin, sick, and destruction, yeah
So many skeletons my mind's become a grave site
Spirit so afflicted it's been hard for me to pray at night
Bring into perfection a sinner that lay with the lies, filled with the pride that cast Lucifer out of the sky
My mind lust-driven
Can't keep it off these women
They hitting my seven on the daily to come and get it
Mailing in every day I wake, attacked by all the bigotry
Praying for the fruit of the spirit but need a bigger tree

Even though it doesn't show
Sometimes my shoulders get sore
From carrying what feels like the world
But I thank God that I'm alright
No one else can carry the load
That's why I never gave into
The struggle

At the end of the day I'm just a broken vessel
Tired and stressed out looking for an escape route
And for the longest there was nights filled with fornication even wives giving into my affirmation
I tried to mask it praying it don't ever reach the surface
I look at my choices and often question: was it worth it?
The fact that I still question that's crazy to me
I lowered my core values knowing none of that garbage was funny
Got me feeling bummy
They came to steal and kill
And I ain't lying when I tell you that the struggle's real
Hands together, praying daily for holy ambitions
And the pure heart fully up to God's vision

Even though it doesn't show
Sometimes my shoulders get sore
From carrying what feels like the world
But I thank God that I'm alright
No one else can carry the load
That's why I never gave into
The struggle