Emotions are something I can't depend on anymore. As they always keep me in a state of inner moral war. War with myself. More than self conflict. If I gave in, the devil will turn me to a convict. Rob and steal, feeling thats my only option. Emotions run high but I know that I got this. Gun under my chin then I hear the child in me begging to stop it. Working two jobs seven days a week. Never see no profit. God telling be patient, soon you will prosper. My emotions are weak like the devil, but I'm interested in what they offer. But still. Live the path straight and proper