Don't wanna justify my shortcomings. Cause I knowingly confess I'm capable of anything my heart's content. Don't wanna justify how I load up my tongue, while it's good at blessing, it's a poison to whomever I aim it at. Not boasting, only saying that when my time comes, know that I'm a big boy willing to accept whatever comes. Tired of the excuses of the flesh. From the dust we were made. Back to the dust we return. Just praying that when it's all said and done, that I remained true to you. No matter how I'm protrayed.
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