Does this really matter anymore,
coming from a passionless former *****.

I speak from the depths of me,
a broken ship cast out to a stormy blue sea.

Holes in my bilge  overflowing,
and my sail is barely even showing.

Engulfed by dark  salty  waters,
sharing  space in Davy's  locker with my forefathers.

I live with a multitude of men,
I have a million people who say I'm a friend.
I remember a time when,
people used to not let me in,
now I hear from within,
if I was to think back then,
that I would be here in the end,
I would say you are trippin.

Situations have changed,
population is so strange.

Every body is acting the same,
I'm different but I'll always remain.

Love left me feeling oh so ashamed,
the bitter I love you's were always in vain.

is not dead,
you are.
You can be revived,
through His son.
He died for you,
and me.
He died so that you don't have to be dead.

Love is strong,
His love is a bond,
He sent His only son,
to die for our wrongs.

I killed a man,
his blood was on my hands.
I lived for his death,
I squeezed out his last breath.
I wanted vengeance for my friend's cry,
nobody knew who made him die.
I don't regret that soul crushing day,
I never knew that I could act that way.
I knew a few things about his life,
like how he liked to cheat on his wife.
Taking advantage of a small child,
I couldn't stop the anger it drove me wild.
I watched his house one night,
he finally came into my sight.
I stalked him up the street,
he had no  idea we would meet.
I exterminated that sick roach,
I am ever so glad I made him croak.

I love every single one of you,
no matter what you are going through.
I will be a listening ear,
I would be a relative shed tear.
I care about all,
we all slip and fall.
We must get back on our feet,
I will be your comforter and your sheet.
Lay your head down,
discard that old frown.

Even when they claim,
that we are not the same,
I just say
that we play
the game.

This is a MMO,
stay true to my MO,
it's not a demo,
stick with my kin folk,
here in the ghetto.

A mere peon in the universe.
I collect the power for words.
I am way more than diverse,
more than feathers of birds.

I bow my head and pray,
think about things I'd like to say,
like how I praise you Lord for waking me up today,
thank you for the breath you made into the clay,
thank you for creating the night and day.

Work first, then play.
Love my brothers and sisters, every single day.
Thankful for your amazing  ways.

Binges, binge this, binge that.
Never tried twack, nor crack,
40+ Unisom Sleep Gels,
Put me in some intense sleep spells.
Tried my first Xan,
ate all 14 blues in my hand.
Still hadn't even had ***,
Didn't have a phone to text.

I ate 63 Unisom this time,
but I knew I felt fine.
Walked in the night through my town,
till those Webb City cops had to put me down.
Got a really awesome plug,
taught me how to deal and ****.
Tried twak, crack and sold it to my city,
I could get a gram for fifty.

Caught my first DWI,
dude I'm not drunk! but I was high.
I sat in the Jasper County Jail,
read all the bible while I was in my cell.
Got my best friend pregnant,
man life was really pleasant.
4 months my seed dies,
only God could hear my cries.

7 bottles of cough suppressant,
God came to me in my coma segment.
I had no intentions of turning away,
I was living my life day for day.
Shot my first handgun,
I started my life on the run.
I hated the world and I hated myself,
I had everything except for help.

3 hits of acid, 1 bottle of cough syrup, some ****, DMT, and Hash.
My 20th birthday had to be a bash.
I saw a dragon hatch from the sky,
I swore we all were gonna die.
I couldn't wait for the world to end,
I had not a single friend everyone was for pretend.
Started going by Okey Dokey,
caused more mischief than Loki!

I wound myself down with a girl,
I thought she was my world.
We thought we were in love,
but we just loved to rub.
Left her after a week of being locked up,
I wanted to be like a lotus that grows from the muck.
I found a relationship with my Lord and Saviour,
I couldn't believe that what he had set for me later!

Turning the age of 22 and confined,
I was started to see becoming less blind.
I was baptized in the jail,
I gave up my feelings to fail!
Now here I am,
becoming a man.
I live in a Church now,
may peace and love be with you, Chow!