Letter To My 18 Year Old Self

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Young boy in a grown man's body
Young boy with a grown man's soul
I just wanna tell somebody
I just wanna let you know
Young boy in a grown man's body
Young boy with a grown man's soul
I just wanna tell somebody
I just wanna let you know
Letter to my 18 year old self, hope you remember
I wrote this a slow day, some day in September
12:40 am know we get to praying
Working 'till the day end
And I just been debating
It's one month from your birthday
Or just another Tuesday
You tryna get the strength
'Cause molars clench
When you not worthy
You sitting on the bench
But reek with stench 'cause you been working
You calling you the hench 'cause God's the man
And we ain't perfect for real
Young boy in a grown man's body
Young boy with a grown man's soul
I just wanna tell somebody
I just wanna let you know
Young boy in a grown man's body
Young boy with a grown man's soul
I just wanna tell somebody
I just wanna let you know
Pain's a sign of growing
Childhood was amazing
Thank you to my mother and my father
How they raised me
Never be a puppet
Leader since a baby
Thank you to my mother and my father
How they raised me
Always follow Jesus
In his presence daily
Thank you to my mother and my father
How they raised me
Thank you to my mother and my father
How they raised me
Thank you to my mother and my father
How they raised me
Training up a child
In the way he should go
When he grows and turns old
It shall not be disposed
All the songs and the odes
Hold 'em deer like a doe
I will stay I will stow
I won't faze for a foe
When the rain starts to pour
I will lean on the Lord
I will lean on the Lord
I will lean on the Lord
When the rain starts to pour
I will lean on the Lord
I will lean on the Lord
I will lean on the Lord
Amen
Uh huh
Amen
Young boy in a grown man's body (young boy)
Young boy with a grown man's soul (soul)
I just wanna tell somebody (somebody)
I just wanna let you know
2020 vision
18 got me reminiscing
On the times that I was dissing on my life
Felt I was missing out
Devil darked my day with doubt
December but we out the lights
Was finna blow my candles out
By body balcony and flight
Real is what we talking 'bout
Suicidal rates was high
Veinte Veinte took some lives
Jesus held me through the night
He the reason I'm alive
Imma praise him till I die
Imma praise when I cry
Ima praise him even when nations don't
'Cause that's my God
Alpha and Omega
Beginning to the end
I'm on my job
I'm on my job
'Cause that's My God
Talk to 'em