Never would I dream of a scene of questioning faith with a second thought, It's probably like when you just rot, caught in the devil's ***, never got the meaning when I hear the free man dream in tongues, but I know his pain, and where all his strain approached him from, stung by the splinter who's sting was only meant to make me fear, but only fear I should have is towards the one that put me here, took all my pedigree, steadily as the years goes by, and once it levels to zero that's when my life goes by, I'm only choosing, abusing initial thoughts I had, so respect the lessons from questions of faith that I would ask, then whoop my *** when pop blast flash the aftermath, I always questioned my faith from all those thoughts I had!