SELF-CONSCIOUS

sin hit me again
like the wind
in Chicago
yeah i can't believe i saw tomorrow
i mean today
yay, my lust got taken away
and i trust that i'll be okay
yeah even through gray
and black
yeah i don't won't go back
to the nights with no lights
and my heart feeling so lonely
with no hommies in sight
so i might take a bite
in me
self-consciously
but God still sees
and hears my please
in the morning
yeah, he gave me another to see
and to be
real
and still
and reflective
about my doubts
and my wrongs
that go on
in my home
and in my mind
yeah before the rhymes
and the sunshine