[Lyric] Letter 2 Myself (G. Deep)

(Intro)
Dear god forgive me for I have sinned
I've felt the highest of highs
And the lowest of men
But every dog has his day
Every man has chance
I will not be consumed by my shadow
I will not live in the fear of past sins

(Verse)
Since the training wheels on the tyke
I needed a megaphone and a mic
I wanted to be Supastar like Montell
I’m kicking up dust like ufos in Roswell
I based off, faced off with better odds
Without puck over ice I pray to god
For bеtter ways, better days my Etta Jamеs
I need napalm, Balmain ain't worth
Swiping my credit card
Mafucka my Britta smart
I'm back bitches, I’m Sam Kinison
On Ritalin, no strap I'm armed citizen
Just raps that'll black your whole vision in
That wasn't hard times, just conditioning
This ain't rap, it's cold fissioning
I'm shaking new ground
I'm taking no names
I’m bout to blow out
I’m bout to Cobain
You bout to go pop
You bought to soufflé
I'm Pac in 95, I’m Wayne in 08
Im Jay in 03, I'm Kane in 88
Can't fuck with me
Fuck with G, fuck with his
Play on words, it's time to pay him his
Mind, paid my dues, paved my way
It’s time to purge you bitch ass mc's
Watch me swerve right into gold mines
I'm Puff in 99, can't live without Shyne
The spark is DuPont, the vig is all is mine
Ain't nothing new now, the drive is A5
I need to show out, I need whole the 9
Big in his prime, the king of our times
Respect the old heads, don't need the co-sign
My chic is unique, the goat ain't bovine