Many intentions of a shadowed mind Be thee good nor evil.
It's a fallen leap I would of taken Just harder to see your own future through a small peep hole.

Like a smoker drowning his lungs in darken clouds,
Where be the air left for I to breathe in all the places out of my bounds.

Intention wise, don't judge knowledge of years through few grey hairs,
For we all could be a wise man's  teacher. Your knowledge be plentiful, doubtful words said really have no cares.
A hero to self, save some grace to feed someone else in lonely streets.
My hand be not so clean yet I would aid you. Don't mistaken me with amongst the creeps.

Intent in what I would of Done. Lord almighty guide a lost heart.
Trailing along this trail, where be the signs to tell one to start.

And at the end of my one funeral let all you sing of not my loss but my good intentions  I did.
Never mistaken my identity wise, call me to be once a child not thee to a Kid.
Promise you would of had a song in the playlist to lighten up a mood,
If I went to soon I pray to a God of my heart I did something closely to good.

These be intentions, I'm trying to make some of great,
Children born later of my blood, Daddy did his all to be one trying to rid a world of hate.