Him ain't we

I got his looks
I got his ego
I got his temper
I got his blood in me
Only difference is
I got the drugs in me
My daddy loved me
I'm not perfect
You can't just change
A lifestyle over night
I'm fighting my demons
Like Tyson in Vegas
Can God save this
Poor soul before
It gets to old
Before the devil
Fully takes hold
My Destiny unfolds
My life takes a toll
My soul can't be sold
My mind can be a mold
It's never too late
for him to take hold