The body count piled and the bad was in the win
She muscled her ambition to throw her hat in for the sake of a win

Knowing quite well what she was up against
Scoffing and peoples deliberate ignorance
Knowing what they saw as they always watched her life
Thinking she would never ever try and make it rite

She speaks to angel demons and the dead
Silly fools its not just in her head

The Blood of a God
23 and me

She

Hoped for the best it would not come to blows
That she was most abhorred from as you know

Maliciously molested by many an eye
This time she vowed and with not even a joke but to be the why

Spines will break and souls will cower
For this time she is working for her Father

Lighting crashed and it imploded at her feet
No entrance of exit wound could be seen how reet

The thing that she heard that now is sticking fast.....
If she ever figures out who she is each day ....***.....could be our last!!

Stephen King wrote it and Nostradamus did proclaim
Many a trials would encompass through my soul someday

I am not boasting and braggart I am just stating the facts
So when you approach you better know how to act

I have made this vow on a cold March night
To kick *** of the evil and make well by the right

Check check and 1 2 1 2
I know your eye mic is on he can see you!!

Insanity you wish I was not who I am
I will not throw into a ward for the sake of mad man

My heart was trialed left dead many on repeat now the reaper you see
Come right or beat feet

A  prediction you ask have you not looked to the sky...the milky way and things that are just passing way... the storms in space a warning you know ... better look out here down below


I will tell you this in 20 days or so you will see the lesson of what i type you will know!!  I do speak to the Heavens and they are Universally ****** you stalagtites of wanna be power  oh you have to go.........