1Yo, Lord, peep my prayer and hear my cry, fr.

2Don’t ghost me when I’m in a rough spot; lean in and hit me back quick when I call, no cap.

3My days are fading like smoke, and my bones feel roasted, straight up.

4My heart’s all crushed and dried out like grass; I legit forget to eat, periodt.

5My bones stick to my skin 'cause of all my moaning, it’s savage.

6I’m like a pelican in the wild, or an owl in the desert, just vibing alone.

7I’m watching solo like a sparrow on the rooftop, no one’s around.

8My haters are coming for me all day, and those who are mad are totally against me, no cap.

9I’ve been munching on ashes like they’re bread and mixing my drink with tears, it’s rough.

10'Cause you’re mad and throwing shade at me; you lifted me up just to drop me down, that’s sus.

11My days are like a shadow fading away; I'm withered like grass, no cap.

12But you, Lord, are forever lit; your memory vibes through all generations.

13You're gonna rise up and show mercy to Zion; it's her time to shine, fr.

14Your crew loves her stones and is all about that dust, periodt.

15The nations will fear the Lord's name, and all the kings will see your glory, no cap.

16When the Lord builds Zion, he’s gonna flex in his glory.

17He hears the prayers of the broke ones and won’t ghost them.

18This is gonna be written for the next gen: the people created will praise the Lord, bet.

19He looked down from his high spot; from heaven, the Lord peeped the earth.

20To hear the struggles of the prisoners; to set free those marked for death.

21Gotta shout out the Lord in Zion and give Him mad praise in Jerusalem; vibes.

22When the squad rolls up together, and the kingdoms, to serve the Lord.

23He drained my energy on the way; my days got cut short, no cap.

24I said, "Yo, God, don’t take me out in the middle of my grind: your years go on forever."

25From way back, you laid down the foundation of the earth: the heavens are all your handiwork, fr.

26They gonna fade away, but you stay solid: yeah, all of them gonna get old like clothes; you'll switch 'em out, and they'll be changed.

27But you stay the same, and your years are endless, periodt.

28The kids of your servants will keep it going, and their offspring will be set up before you.

1Hear my prayer, O Lord, and let my cry come unto thee.

2Hide not thy face from me in the day when I am in trouble; incline thine ear unto me: in the day when I call answer me speedily.

3For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.

4My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.

5By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.

6I am like a pelican of the wilderness: I am like an owl of the desert.

7I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the house top.

8Mine enemies reproach me all the day; and they that are mad against me are sworn against me.

9For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,

10Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: for thou hast lifted me up, and cast me down.

11My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.

12But thou, O Lord, shalt endure for ever; and thy remembrance unto all generations.

13Thou shalt arise, and have mercy upon Zion: for the time to favour her, yea, the set time, is come.

14For thy servants take pleasure in her stones, and favour the dust thereof.

15So the heathen shall fear the name of the Lord, and all the kings of the earth thy glory.

16When the Lord shall build up Zion, he shall appear in his glory.

17He will regard the prayer of the destitute, and not despise their prayer.

18This shall be written for the generation to come: and the people which shall be created shall praise the Lord.

19For he hath looked down from the height of his sanctuary; from heaven did the Lord behold the earth;

20To hear the groaning of the prisoner; to loose those that are appointed to death;

21To declare the name of the Lord in Zion, and his praise in Jerusalem;

22When the people are gathered together, and the kingdoms, to serve the Lord.

23He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.

24I said, O my God, take me not away in the midst of my days: thy years are throughout all generations.

25Of old hast thou laid the foundation of the earth: and the heavens are the work of thy hands.

26They shall perish, but thou shalt endure: yea, all of them shall wax old like a garment; as a vesture shalt thou change them, and they shall be changed:

27But thou art the same, and thy years shall have no end.

28The children of thy servants shall continue, and their seed shall be established before thee.