Dear Lord Please forgive me I'm so ashamed of everything I've done I'm trying to be a better person, God I need your help Who the f** gon' pick me up when I fall? Waiting on my Xanax to dissolve Eat a bar just to go on stage Just a bottle was a problem that I just can't solve On the “Slumerican Made Tour” last Fall Everything snowballed, lookin' back and I'm appalled Hit an all time low, had a two month binge On that Blow, and I know you heard that song But this real life Ever wake up from a drunk night like you pissed people off? That was me the whole tour When I got home, I was so embarra**ed Had me feelin' like I need to call - Wolf And say “Sorry” for bein' so obnoxious And constantly actin' like a junky, a Jay On his bus doin' bumps, in my bunk In the dark, from my heart, and the A God bless my soul Demons following me everywhere I go That temptation in my face I can't control Trying to chase them down this straight and narrow road Here I go Just say no! But I can't, goin' up to fans About to damn near beg for d** Tellin' them I can get 'em into backstage If they get me some, my self-respect was gone I stayed up all night with Ounce and Big Henry Then go and get a room about 2 P.M Eating Xanax in the afternoon Cause I'm panicking from the Coke My heart, don't know what mood it's in I FaceTime with my girl in my room And when I finally fall asleep I make her watch It's a daily routine, I tell her I can't breathe And to keep an eye on me, just in case I stop Look at my face in shock My nose was so inflamed and faintly swollen So much abuse to it that it got infected It's five times it's normal size Plus, I blew my knee out Drunk, tryin' to slap box a wrestler Up at Whistler center, about to hit the E.R It's hard to explain yourself Why your nose is the size of Gonzo's The doc knows you're a c**aine addict You can only blame yourself Here I am in the hospital bed But instead of regret, I'm thinking about the c**aine I left On the bus, I officially flushed I told my girl I'm okay, I'll be home in two days to rest I got home, but really all the damage was done Couldn't go out into public without being nervous And my dick didn't work for like a month Couldn't bend my knee up in physical therapy But as far as Coke and the urge, I was done Didn't learn sh**, cause I did the same thing on the next tour run God bless my soul Demons following me everywhere I go That temptation in my face I can't control Trying to chase them down this straight and narrow road Here I go Just say no! No! No! NO! Yeah.. f** it, give me some I'll do a little bit Yeah.. f**...