Sweet Sinners

I am just a sinner, man

But I’m sweet as cinnamon.

I am just a simple man

Who has a really simple plan,

‘Cuz nothing’s ever built to last.

It goes so fast,

Then you’re at,

A moment in life where you can’t go back.

Ain’t that whack?

I’d say that’s bad

But not as much as being a sycophant,

‘Cuz when you are one, then you can’t

Be your own unique person,

Or be the best that you possibly can.

You’ll defend the lies of a flawed human

Don’t fall for that.

You got to be your biggest fan,

Because even sinners can

Seek and search for redemption

And become great winners, man.