I'm Working on Me

I went from the club to the church and didn't miss a beat
And I'm tired than twenty percent, so please don't judge me
I'm working on me, I'm working on me
Sometimes I be in these streets
But God knows I'm working on me

Woke up this morning and I gave thanks
I'm glad I took a shower last night and I washed off that stain
I'm trying to do better, I'm trying to do right
But it's hard to be a saint when you were a sinner last night

I'm working on me (he's working on me)
Trying to be the man I'm supposed to be
Don't look at my past, don't look at my flaws
I'm just a man following God's laws
Slowly but surely, yeah

I told my old friends I can't hang no more
I'm closing the windows and I'm locking the door
To the temptations and the things I used to crave
I'm trying to make it to that early grave, with a clean soul

Yeah, I'm working on me
Don't judge me
I said I'm working on it!
It's a process! It's a journey!
Hallelujah
Amen