Hey God, I´m just a little man got a wife and family
But I almost lost the house
Yeah, I bought into the dream
We´re barely holdin´ on, when I´m in way to deep
We´re two paychecks away from living out on the streets

She´s a workin´ single mom, like a Saint she doesn´t complain
She never says a word, but she thinks that she´s to blame
Her son just got convicted, he blew some punk away
She did her best to raise him, but the world got in the way

Hey God - Tell me what the hell is going on
Seems like all the good shits gone
It keeps on getting harder hanging on
Hey God, there´s nights you know I want to scream
These days you´ve even harder to believe
I know how busy you must be, but Hey God...
Do you ever think about me

Born into the ghetto in 1991, just a happy child
Playing beneath the summer sun
A vacant lots´ his playground, by 12 he´s got a gun
The odds are bet against him, junior don´t make 21

Hey God - Tell me what the hell is going on
Seems like all the good shits gone
It keeps on getting harder hangin´ on
Hey God, there´s nights you know I want to scream
These days you´ve even harder to believe
I know how busy you must be, but Hey God...

I´d get down on my knees
I´m going to try this thing you way
Seen a dying man too proud to beg spit on his own grave
Was he too gone to save?
Did you even know his name?
Are you the one to blame, I got something to say

Hey God - Tell me what the hell is going on
Seems like all the good shits gone
It keeps on getting harder hangin´ on
Hey God, there´s nights you know I want to scream
These days you´ve even harder to believe
I know how busy you must be, but Hey God...
Do you ever think about me