As I continue to slip and slide from the narrow to the wide,
vision becomes transparent and my wisdom turns to ignorance;
on the narrow everything was so clear, but
now that I've ventured to the wide my dreams seem far from my sight;
too many distractions, hood-rats with cloths painted on,
tempting my flesh to touch tick thighs, I guess that's why
the path is so wide; I want to maintain and refrain from the temptation,
but my will is slowly weakening my faith is depleting,
my strength's decreasing; unable to sustain enough energy
to fight the devil's demons that are constantly nipping at my feet.
So as I battle for my soul along the perils of this wide road'
I realize that on my knees is the only way for my spirit to rise