Cuz it ain't mine
Everyday the sun shines
Blind
To the chaos circles around my life
Too much strife
Problems so deep
Couldn't cut with a knife
I used to feed on religion
But religion
Ain't nothing But a slave tool
To keep you bemused and full
A fool of knowledge
Indoctrinated from what they learned in college
Of theology break the mentality
Shatter intellects soon to be a fatality
Weighin in on ya spiritual capacity
All throughout ya ananotomy
These critics be
Trying to **** me slam me
And say I'm going to the depths of He'll
But how I'm going to place
That nobody evens knows
It just goes show
How ignorant mankind could get
Trying to control us through there philosophies
Didn't break through me
Or silence me enemy
Of the shadow entities
That's open in plain sight
N I just might
Die like Jesus at thirty three
Check irony
Most folks that love em will shove em
Back on the cross
Two nails and crown of thorns
Empty hearts
Cuz they soul torn
Let the darkness covered there conscious
Bruised up can heal up
Cuz too deep in the cut
They say I'm lazy cuz these world
I once believed in don't phase me
So I'm ghost like Pat Swayze
Beat my feet in my blue Cortez
I'm mystic as the goat Mendez
Never played Simon Seyz
Cuz I like to do
What I wanna do
Only a few of the real
Will say ******* n tuck you
In for the night
Fightin with all my might
Its ludicrous
Gotdamn Who's world is this?