“Lord please don’t let me be misunderstood.”
My friends and family can vouch for me when I say I have never been the religious type – my way of praying is talking into the air and hoping its as good as when I bow my head to say grace and the last time I went to church – ?!!? Funny, well actually not funny but rather ironic, thing is I have a very religious family background but I guess I just never took the time to explore it.
I never worried myself as to who he was, what he was, or how he was who he was – I just accepted that there is a higher being and/or spirit to which I acknowledge. And this man has gotten me through the most hardest points in my life and to him I give praise.
It’s just a Sunday, just another Sunday, but another Sunday I ask him to hold me down.
“I know that they could give a —- whether I live and —- , and so I’m asking you if you can hold me down lord – though I stray from you, you know that my heart is good, and I know I ain’t exactly living how I probably should, and I’ma try to act better like it’s hollywood, people congratulate me but all I say is god is good. ” – J. Cole
Astu Mengesha – stay down blazee up.