[Intro]
(Success is not a triumph, but a necessity. There's no mistaking it; you're only rewarded for the risks you're prepared to take. Once out of context, actions become indefinable. Any willpower or ambition that is brought to bear is arbitrary. There are no external urgent necessities to justify choices of profession, hobbies or partners. No force or coercion to render life evident. Everything must come from within.)

[Verse]
My life has been a clusterfuck of pain and struggle
The preacher said that Satan wants you
I been in bondage, chained down tryna break this muzzle
My pops said I need to pick up the pace and hustle
My n***a said I could flip that money and make it double
So went half on a pound of herb we got weight to juggle
Just the other day my phone rang while I sat in rubble
It was the Devil said if you sell your soul I can make them love you
And I go through Hell so my kids can live in Heaven
I been a peasant but I know a King is what's been destined
Yeah my heart hurt but can't fix that with no damn Excedrin
My bank hurt but it's hard to fix that in a damn recession
I'm from the dark side of the sun
Where guardian angels don't come
And the roaches and rats don't run
Where your biggest fight be the internal struggle
N***as go into roid rages and they don't even got muscles

[Outro]
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I 'wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
The prodigal son I'mma make it back
Trying to get the devil up off my back
The prodigal son I'mma make it back
Trying to get the devil up off my back
Prodigal son I'mma make it back
Trying to get the devil up off my back
Prodigal son I'mma make it back
Trying to get the devil up off my back