All lined up for pedicure, this pedestal lifts and makes me pure just as good as your amateur mind that went mature, still don't know for sure- if I am safe, blurry trials and tribulations, facing nothing but these questions masks my concentration, waiting for my own fate to shape and tape my contemplations, faking is my mind going, flowing through these vacant stations, making all these thoughts, I'm pacing, waking in your conversations, taking nothing all in but all sin, roasting, baking, soon forsaken, am I just a loner prone to blazing, wasting righteous sayings, causing slayings, racing to the confrontations?!

My days go from overcast to sunny skies, why?, cause he done took a look into his father's eyes, cry?, No just hold em back like he did his, he's just a baby smiling here daily just like them kids, he is, a reflection of me growing in this section like me, so if I play my cards right, he'll show the affection of me, it'll take a second to be- just like his father in a happy home, days where he's alone, blown, torn and he'll probably mourn, shown to be a fighter- in the toughest conditions, so he will make it to my level beyond the long roughest missions, and just like me he will witness that higher lifting when his son tries, skies open wide, as he takes pride through his father's eyes.

The ex cons brutal lonely lifestyle, wasn't the right style to start a new life, plus he had kids that were grown up, but he never shown up to see them grow, what a bad sight, it seems the years are all wasted, now he has to face it, wishing that he only was different, but see the LORD knew he was trying, kept his soul from dying, although he must still walk the distance, don't have to part the red seas, or take down a giant, just be reliant to the ones who had loved you, go head and start a congregation, lead every nation, and be awakened to JEHOVAH above you, go be a husband to the wife at home, who had to fight alone to raise the kids through the struggle, cause we know what type of life this is, with all our might we give our own to get out this bubble, yeah it's a mission that must be completed, but your strengths' not depleted, once you give you receive it, I'd rather go this way than turn feeling cheated, always feeling defeated, must gain the faith that is needed.

In hopes and dreams of making a living, they come from miles away, don't nothing ever sound more better to them than where they look in the sky and they say, "I am now a citizen of America, I have the freedom to make my choices, I can send my children to school for free, awaiting people to hear their voices, away from wars, the famines and noises, for I can now work on a profession, no longer have to beg and plead please to a ruler on my knees, I found a life where there is no depression", but of course this image will begin to lessen, after they come see just really how it is, and just a little farther down the road after staffing heavy loads they will know America's biz, I'm sorry brother, that's just how it is, you see me struggling, but still moving on, so when the trouble comes your way, remember kneel down and pray, pick up the pieces, and move the **** on, don't be a killer, or get your **** on, just come and notice we all had dreams, and for a moment it was regular but crooked *** America had crushed it with its hell stricken beams, pick up the pieces, relate to our themes, this country's poor, the lifestyle is dry, so know you got better chances under better circumstances, don't you dare let them pass you by.

Slowly but surely I will rise up and exceed beyond your tales, I knew they weren't true, and I knew you wrote them from the gates of hell, they tried to **** me, but I became free, and now I'm strong to use my mind, it derives from the plagued past, but now I think fast, it's filled with colors of all kind, maybe would've been better, if you helped endeavor, but you were fierce and never willing, but I can't look back, fore my strings detach, must be an example to my children and siblings, knew it was hard back then, but I thank you friend, for being someone I wish not to become, for I will live life purely, and believe me slow but surely, I will be precious, shining bright as the sun.

My 20/20 vision sees superstition, come blurry vision, dodge them pigeons, what is this life we living?, my friends come listen, life is driven by fatal homicides and wicked threats, 2020 approaching us fast, I see us with no rest, heavy stress with all our fears robbing us of our best, ain't no test, but fear of death will make us put on vests, days are set, lessons from holy bible says be prepared, terrorism increasing come year by year, I can tell your scared, we're interred by our own fantasies, my prophecy, is what I see, get them old sacred fees up off of me, ain't stopping me, republicans ****** the world now all I see, destruction, corruption, we function off devils ways it's hard to be, reborn saints, we faint, come paint the vision that I see, 20/20 vision ain't clear enough for this prophecy.

Take my hand understand, to win this battle we must unify man to man, made from one GOD, we originated from this land, as pure as water, as warm as the air, dry as sand, all in his plan stand, tall as the one beside him, we had no right to judge but still the jury went and tried him, you think you first in line but really you the one behind him, it only matters off the faith in heart that rest inside him, so now the outcome be a fool in heaven wise in hell, you've been addicted to demons the free man cannot tell, the charge you taking you breaking and shaking in a cell, only the Glory of GOD can come and break the spell, but no you failed, the lesson I'm stressing needs to start, we have a role in society we must play our part, past goes to present and future approaches like a dart, so where we at? We not at the end but nor the start, we're at the heart part.