I make mistakes, I learn from everyone And when it's said and done I bet this Brother be a better one If I upset you, don't stress Never forget, that God hasn't finished with me yet I feel his hand on my brain When I write rhymes, I go blind, and let the lord do his thang But am I less holy 'cause I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies Before we find world peace We gotta find peace and end the war on the streets