I'm Not a Saint

I'm not perfect (x2)

That ain't right (x4)

[Intro]

Animosity surround me

And it's all because I found me

How deceptive can the clown be?

Enough to leave the frowns upon the face of those who foul me

So much evil in my mindstate

Many think that they can define Yates

But can not tame the wicked primate

Who preaches sinful thoughts and lead the listeners on blind faith

[Verse 1]

I didn't mean to hurt a soul here

But my inner demon has no fear

Of making choices that'll make you po' tears

Black transparent flies show me that the soul near

I see 'em then they disappear quickly

Could this be some other shadows signaling the sickly?

Forgive me

Good people, I gotta let them know before they pick me

[Chorus]

I tell 'em (I'm not a saint,) no, (oh my Lord)

I'm crying out

I'm crying out

I tell 'em (I'm not a saint,) no, (oh my Lord)

That ain't right (x4)

[Verse 2]

Brian Dennis was in love with her

I exchanged kisses and hugs with her

I never should've but I dugged in her

Never say no names but her thing was that she loved pictures

Another nigga told my nigga

His reply to me was "Why, nigga?"

I learned my vices, they divide niggas

Had a chance to say I'm sorry and then he died

Man...

So hurt that I couldn't stand

Meanwhile my dark blob expands

And touching my loved ones dissolving their helping hands

My heart loves

My brain takes

They never know they stepping with a bane date

I put a gun to my insane face

That way your loving hearts I can't break

[Chorus]

I tell 'em (I'm not a saint,) no, (oh my Lord)

I'm crying out

I'm crying out

I tell 'em (I'm not a saint,) no, (oh my Lord)

That ain't right (x4)

[Verse 3]

Black transparent flies again

Could be spots on your eyes, my friend

I thought that the love was gonna try to win

But now I see I'm stuck in here to see the evil rise again

My brain is so gung-ho

This all started when I was young though

This thing I won't keep running from, so

I got molested by my 7th grade teacher, Mrs. [censored]

[Chorus]

I tell 'em (I'm not a saint,) no, (oh my Lord)

I'm crying out

I'm crying out

I tell 'em (I'm not a saint,) no, (oh my Lord)

That ain't right (x4)

[Outro]

Damn... To the people who love me, I apologize for me back then

I was intoxicated, I was on drugs, and now there's a new me

Now let's turn up