These stones we throw at ourself

 I`m not perfect

But using these words 

Doesn't give us the excuse

To continue to do wrong, but we still do

If life never had a reason to live

Learning to fear the Lord

Would there be a need for Christ

Because we all have done wrong

When the age to no mistake is Heaven

The prices to living 

Struggling comes with a free will

When temptation is just a distribution of your desire

Lusting for a choice to entertain  a decision 

Whats reaching  our kids  sex 

When it should  been  Making  Love 

Now that  we  dying to please money 

Now that we dying to  please the world

Jesus said I done already died for y'all,

But our pride

Keep our thoughts not to mind the heart

When selfish is more of a killer then the streets 

Living like animal 

God never told Adam to name us 

By Fredrick Pennix Praiser the Show-Off Worshiper