The Struggle - Steven Malcolm, Scootie

Even though it doesn’t show

Sometimes my shoulders get sore

From carrying what feels like the world

But I thank God that I’m alright

No one else can carry the load

That’s why I never gave into

The struggle

Yeah, Lord give me strength for this cross

Through this forgiveness with every day that I lost

Mind full of the evil that people against you be lovin'

I’m filled with the corruption of sin, sick, and destruction, yeah

So many skeletons my mind’s become a grave site

Spirit so afflicted it’s been hard for me to pray at night

Bring into perfection a sinner that lay with the lies, filled with the pride

that cast Lucifer out of the sky

My mind lust-driven

Can’t keep it off these women

They hittin' my seven on the daily to come and get it

Mailin' in every day I wake, attacked by all the bigotry

Praying for the fruit of the spirit but need a bigger tree

Even though it doesn’t show

Sometimes my shoulders get sore

From carrying what feels like the world

But I thank God that I’m alright

No one else can carry the load

That’s why I never gave into

The struggle

At the end of the day I’m just a broken vessel

Tired and stressed out looking for an escape route

And for the longest there was nights filled with fornication — even wives

givin' into my affirmation

I tried to mask it prayin' it don’t ever reach the surface

I look at my choices and often question: was it worth it?

The fact that I still question that’s crazy to me

I lowered my core values knowin' none of that garbage was funny

Got me feelin' bummy

They came to steal and kill

And I ain’t lyin' when I tell you that the struggle’s real

Hands together, prayin' daily for holy ambitions

And the pure heart fully up to God’s vision

Even though it doesn’t show

Sometimes my shoulders get sore

From carrying what feels like the world

But I thank God that I’m alright

No one else can carry the load

That’s why I never gave into

The struggle