Mr. Lee - Sorry 4 What lyrics

Is there anybody out there... [Scarface] I swear I feel so all alone, back down on my knees again Hoping you can keep me strong, cause I can't hardly sleep tonight I took too many sleeping pills, I drunk too many Miller Lites And I can feel the Reaper near, so please forgive me for my sins I am just another man, sorry for the pain that I've caused I know you'll understand, but these demons are driving me insane I've been going mad, probably oughta blow out my brains Cause I'm hurting bad but I'm fighting... blast, on the other day These problems got me using more d**, along with the other things I'm slowly fading into my thoughts, (come against me, bring it on!) And I'm drifting in and out of space, and I don't believe I'm waking up With the alcohol, demerol, drifting into another world With the sunshine shinin, and I think I'm finna url Momma, can ya look at me? This ain't what I used to be Tomorrow, I'll be somebody else, cause I ain't been me And I can't seem to shake these things, I'll put that there on every thing The more I try to figure me out, is like the more I've changed But my childhood was f**ed up - raised rowdy by a single moms She told me my daddy didn't give a f**, she ain't let him do his job Separate the family, and I don't know my next of kin These days in these f**ed up ways, who the f** are them? My daddy had three other kids, but I ain't never seen him so Ain't no sense in coming around now, you ain't been here before It's sad but I ain't feelin him, my whole life's been a f**in maze And when I tried to locate my siblings, they were gone away Lost inside they other things, f**ed me then, f**ed me now Quick to tell me "Show you some love" n***a show you how? Ain't no love I'm feelin here, I ain't never felt this vile Momma - did you really love me, or was I just a child? Sad on the outside, I knew you seen it in my face I wasn't really happy here, but I was forced to lead the way Copped me a Chevrolet, drift away to the other side just to think If I get to see Heaven, I can thank you for the ride And thank you for my other kids and even though They mommas won't admit that they can't make it but bad Low on the child support - always been bad boo, tryna make me out to be The bad guy that I really ain't, b**hes quick to ha**le me Cause I don't see my kids enough, but I make the time to pick 'em up But you find somethin to stick in my face - it ain't me f**in up It's bad enough, face to face, hoes who wanna catch a case So bad they'll try to give me they baby - and what takes the cake Is the whole ward is f**ing her, daddy know where the weakness at And you spoke lies to ya old mans eyes, how could you sleep wit that? Jeopardizing everything, desperate, searching for larger life Sacrificing the entire family, with no regards to Christ Funny how people look at life - can take this sh** for granted, right? But then reality strikes, and changes things overnight I thank the Lord for watching over me, though I'm prone to doin wrong I repent religiously, hoping that the weak get strong When the heat gets on {*wind blowing*} Hoping that the weak get strong, when the heat get's on [Talking - echo after each pause] Ya know... it's three different... stages of life... Either, you're headed into a storm... ya in a storm... Or ya just got out of a storm... (yeah) think about it... *music until fade* News clip: "I got my double-barreled shotgun, the one I call Molly And I crawled out of the house Army-style, with the rifle cradled in both arms Alright, I said, just hold it right there, I said 'don't move' And I walked up on him with the shotgun And I co*ked both barrels of the shotgun on him cause I had double-oughts in it And (Gunshot)"