Peculiarities are seen Hence their life is angelic
Gifts and presents are always bound for credit

She taught me, it's the thought that counts
I always stay loyal to her, her love carries 50 pounds

Her voice is infectious when she sings
Momentary gazing I fastened, warmth she brings

My life was perfect until she suddenly held her hand with another guy
Left me puzzled I was reaching the ****** of wanting to die

Silent cries soft spoken, while I woke up from the dream and sighed
I thought it was supposed to be you and I, now my misery is quantified

2 weeks ago I had that dream, from that point, I was weary
Death is scary to some, but I find it sweet, if it was me in my dictionary

I need a woman near me so I don't foul play my life to take
Shaking my time span sustainable, this is the Devil's game

Knowing too much can be draining
Those not proving what they're claiming

Personally, It's faith I'm aiming
Issues can be caused by simply complaining

Until my fate frames me...

I'll forever be a man with a damaged wing
Considerably gifted but humble while I'm fading to live

Is there a purpose to this chapter
Watch me spend hours on writing to be a rapper

Light flashes as I contain a bulb to perform laughter
Not thinking of the simplicity of me becoming sadder
I head-but vibes and only bring confusion to everything I gather

Making sense of the world is to much to offer
Sincerely, call me Edward Parker
A self-composed man exposing his nature of an author

I calculate the madness and it's still incurable
What does the world want? the elements keep me miserable

I Tip-toe and gleam to salvage my goals and dreams
My pen bleeds blue or black ink, 4 to 5 utensils applied to meaning

I might be inclined to sketch my life graphically
But what's the point? why can't I enjoy moments relaxing?

If I Step my feet in her boundary, she will not permit
Even if I called her digits or was prompted by stitches

My heart is busied so affiliating with you would be knew
I never had a connection to last crucially to understand the visual

Siblings' example makes it look so easy
They try to preach me on subjects bound reach me

I sometimes fail to listen and learn
Whether I am initiated with Christ like they are
I tend to believe staying close to them, keeps me aligned and firm

Pressure to bust through the neighbors door
Retaliating static
A black polished pistol pointed to a chest and blown
History of Black Panthers grinding with dope addicts

My young brother relates more to the city due to his color
We don’t share the same father, thus, womb with mother

Catching felonies is similar to increasing your fever
Blood flowing as fast as cells growing, lacking a teacher

No mother or father to some, preacher is a heavy thinker
But will he explain their culture alongside society and respect for hoodlum drinkers

Though the state only provides alcohol beverages to conceal their embodiment of fate
Let's break the crate our brains were left in and disconnect the chain

My peeps advise she’s not worth it
Could it be my nature to fall for her
In my heart I know she deserves it
I don’t want her to become the target

In conversation she’s amazing, straight genuine
We all know connections occasionally fail to last
Another heart left again, cold chills though I push pins
Tack another love letter to the wall not mailed, a foolish craft

Incorporate sufficient dialogue with God the father
Dosage of best medicine and course of thought
A period of family connectivity UN-bothered
The woman spider lost her fruit fly, his life was once caught

Escape the fiery depths of Hell and become your own inmate
Translate the morals you wish to inspire at Judgement Day
Mean everything that you say or perpetuate, no slang
The customs of God and Devil seem to focus on rate
But anyways I motivate myself from understanding my intimate Mistakes
I view her intelligence so if accidents are penetrated, she makes the call
Block me, rock me, rot me….
Well I ended up becoming a falling leaf this fall

Aggravated through the Tucker's womb
Off to the abyss consisting of carbon smoke
Thus inhaling fumes
Initiated with the family drive
Pulling me into the author's loop

Big sis taught me to never let the fire drip
I take gulp sips
Because if I ever gave her lip
For instance, handling a death grip
My conscience shall not slip

A letter to my friends in the cemetery
You're forever blessed
Notes deeply potent through the prophecy

To my comrade Andrew, fly high
Mercy shortly pertained the visual
You're smart and I'll come home in a while
A thorough heart with a crowned smile
God taking you by surprise, I sit outside
But just a shadow in the midnight
Paper work for the given day
Will I be risen to Co-Sign?

Infatuated with tall waters at age eight
Almost fell flat bottom
To the surface, I was purchased and saved by Cass
Sister from a damaged path
She was one of many who drew my sins on an open map
Young patched body with tattooed facts
Spreading all around his chest and back
Coming back from the grave with clean rags
To place pressure on my scabs
Feels like I've been hung on the wall and tacked

Nailed on my forehead until I no longer remember
The pain at a given temperature
I hit the lever
Now I'm free, But am I really?
Shaking intensively to say what I have to say
Thoughts so logical they hobble on the ceiling fan
Shady that some acquaintances might hate me
I stand adjacent to Faith, so your hammer can't break me

Systematically the cause for the wrong ones inspired
Violence enacting innocent people in passionate fires

Emotional suffering is not a subject the public is equipped to feel
Others are addicted to inner pain, peeling off the layers they soon conceal

Were you a burden that was inside hurting?
Though, had heart for fruitful learning?
Likewise the moon changing phases as tables are turning

Some will not change, but...
A wide support range that is attempting to clean this place up

Communities are depending of the forming capital
While the hungry is an ugly picture, we need a miracle

Insensitive to share currency for the well-being
Instead I envision a clear division of what two sides are seeing
A suite for a desk and a supervisor depending and leaning
Reputation is now a source we enable room for breathing

What's the purpose of retaliation if the war keeps steaming
No altercation is solved, just evolves to a point where fate is all we are experiencing
Cashing spells is what we are demonstrating, until Hell invites the screaming