Текст песни Fighting For My Soul - Digga D

God gave me life so I can't tell him I'm suicidal
It's been re-written
But I still find the time to read the Bible
I'm a rapper that's my title, I'm someones idol
So I'm mindful when I talk, cause if not
They'll cancel me to be spiteful, it's all a cycle
My heads chipped, so I smoke my weed ital
Need a break from prison like Michael
It's all about survival, ask my rival
Shoot on arrival, make his destination final
I know where it's gonna go
It's going to spiral out of control, get my rifle
Freedom of speech, look how they fight for Ye and Andrew Tate
They say the wrong thing and get blocked
I speak I'm back behind the gate
Fake it to you make it, I can't hate
Spray my billboard with paint and that's one thing I can't rate
So when we get him, I just hope you understand
We've been dropping niggas out for trolling on the gram
3 thug all up in the court telling the judge we ain't a gang
Hearing that somebody sang, I got prepared to take the stand
Damn
From the picture that they paint I say I'm alienated, Picasso
Heads chipped, so I aint mixing my weed with tobacco
Paro of my shadow, so I'm filling my pistol with ammo
Say a one prayer and I light my candle
It's everyman for themselves, when you pree it help would help
But I can't bring myself to ask you when I need it
But I'll pattern up
The devil's dragging me to places
Back to places I don't wanna go
Protect my energy it's evil, I don't want to know
2023 just leave me be if you dont want the smoke
Cause I'm fighting for my soul, yo this is not a joke
Save me yeah, please save me
My heart can't take no more
When my head gets hot and I don't know what to do
There must be other ways to chill, instead of smoking on-
I ain't got nothing to say, so I can't go to the booth
Am I really falling off?
God, can you save me from the truth?
I'm 22, I'm getting old and getting tired of these roads
We've been bursting off our poles and feds been birding off my bros
When I see my nigga fold, it made my heart turn cold
But it's worse to lose composure, so I'd rather my heart froze
You see the pain in my eye, literally cause I got stabbed in it
Never chose the roads, me and my bros we got dragged in it
Time that I done in jail, ain't nothing but a mad minute

Who am I to complain? But bro he got 20 years
And then he's got to get parole
If it's evil I don't want to know
2023 just let me be if you don't want the smoke
Cause I'm fighting for my soul, this is not a joke
This is not a joke