Lyrics:

Hey, God, I'm just a little man got a wife and family
But I almost lost the house, yeah, I bought into the dream
We're barely holdin' on when I'm in way to deep
We're two paychecks away from living out on the streets

She's a workin' single mom, like a Saint she doesn't complain
She never says a word, but she thinks that she's to blame
Her son just got convicted, he blew some punk away
She did her best to raise him, but the world got in the way!

Hey, God, tell me what the hell is going on
It seems like all the good shit's gone
It keeps on getting harder hanging on

Hey, hey, hey, hey, God, there's nights you know I wanna scream
These days you've even harder to believe
I know how busy you must be, but
Hey, hey, hey, hey, God
Do you ever think about me?

Born into the ghetto in 1991
Just a happy child playing beneath the summer sun
A vacant lots' his playground, by twelve he's got a gun
The odds are bet against him, junior don't make 21

Hey, God, tell me what the hell is going on
It seems like all the good shit's gone
It keeps on getting harder hanging on

Hey, hey, hey, hey, God, there's nights you know I wanna scream
These days you've even harder to believe
I know how busy you must be
Hey, hey, hey, hey, God
Do you ever think about me?

I'd get down on my knees
I'm going to try this thing you way
I've seen a dying man too proud to beg spit on his own grave

Was he too gone to save?
Or did you even know his name?
Are you the one to blame?
I got something to say

Hey, God, tell me what the hell is going on
It seems like all the good shit's gone
It keeps on getting harder hanging on

Hey, hey, hey, hey, God, there's nights you know I wanna scream
These days you've even harder to believe
I know how busy you must be
Hey, hey, hey, hey, God
Do you ever think about me?

Do you ever think about me?
Oh, hey, God, hey, God
Think about me!

Do you ever think about me?
Hey, God, hey, God, hey, God, hey, God
Think about me!