I cut the head Medusa
Versace skin is crucial
I had expensive taste
Thank God for humble breaks
The sun it comes to break
The darkness has to wait
My silence never faked it
some friends will never make it
The shot I really jayed it
This time I won't walk away
I kiss the fruit called patience
I took a bite in the basement
Yet now it's time to face it
Oh God give me strength to face it
Strengthen faith like fragrance
They smell me a mile.



I'm going for it