Confessions: Trapped In My Sexual Impurities


I got so used to asking God to forgive me for the same ole thang
And now I'm almost sure that He doesn't hear me
Or see me fighting with these sexual infirmities
I almost need to be left in my on self-infirmary
Cause I'm dead sick in the mind
Lack strength and it'll be even harder to find
I ain't lying.............
I'm serious..Listen
When you get used to doing something for so long
And you know that within yourself that it's wrong
It's hard to just "Place it to the side and try to move on
it's gon take more than just a prayer to make sure it's gone
I can't even recognize my own.......Self that is
Ya'll can laugh or whatever, but it is what it is
I'm just tryin to confess
To some mess
That's got me stressed
And to be honest
I'm something like a FEST
definition...Something filled with something
But this something got me filling like nothing
And it's growing everyday inside of me
Without any remorse or will to set me free
I'm a captive caught in misery
Life filled with these sexual impurities
My Sexual impurities got me being imputable toward my wife
Destroying the one thing God placed in my life
That actually feels right
And for me to not treat it right
Is dead wrong............

I'm all caught up in booty clips
with women with any size hips
And it's a trip cause instead of choosing to skip the clip
I choose to chew the chip
Swallowing it with sadness
And complete madness
Yeah...That's right, I'm mad
I can't even stand myself at times
Preachin the Gospel of Christ
And to myself I continue to lie
I want to be free, But I'm so dog'on weak
Ain't no use seekin for freedom
Cause I know I got it in Him
It's just that.................
I got so used to asking God to forgive me for the same ole thang
And now I'm almost sure that He doesn't hear me
Or see me fighting with these Sexual Impurities