On an abyss
Myself
and existence
No more fighting, **** the resistance
Time has got me synchronized with the grind so daily I will do what I signed up for at the front door,
                                                  the paper said, "get the chedda."
The Paper said, " It gets better."

Did it on the nimbus,
Cloud 7 headed demon
Went in and gave the clause to the auditor who said "Oh yeah"

"The time is now, and the will in dow so pick up speed as we proceed in now."

O well taking it, "the plunge", Yahwey greater than anyone.
So I know, for, where I go, I can be back because I Am arose.

Fully penetrate your skull, with a ****** mind that minds and takes you to the limelight or life a sprite can guide just like a bull can be a ride.

Just like a fool can be wise, just like the truth can be a lie.

As I sigh, comes out winds of fury that vibrate that which is all around,
Trees fall, burn, turn to marijuana trees. Fold up your hands because you can't handle these.

Bleezies sparked, breezes call at the front door of the impala and now I drive off she is wearing Prada odd life we might make it if we change but blight stays long hard to go away when you stay strayed in a daze the days we play ball with friends but now we stuck in a tarpit of ******* and hemp left the club to crash the Benz they chalked the **** out the cement when I died and got shot and the body burned but the most high saved me as I perish I know I am weary be aware that you will beware me stair into faiths victim I am left in a grasped hand from the underworld the fingers seem to expand around this man burning around this hand fire grasping life again, but even in that presence.

I know Yahyah can save and I know that I ain't senseless a mess but I reap that of faith when I lept.