At times what's official is superficial, correct the miscues, every issue you wished had missed you must now assist you, aspirations assassinate, ask procrastination, fascination must cast to last task for saturation, and the duration of preservation preserves your presence, whether adult, adolescent or child, smile for essence, watch the blessings of your assets mass into a classic, claim official what's situated "sophisticated", bashing *******.

My procedure as listed, morally gifted but still depicted as getting twisted, do not assist, your plots acidic, with every visit.. your decisions had made a prison, petitions of mine were given to stash with the pastor's killing of tarnished sheep, sometimes my thoughts won't speak harmonies, but disarming me was harder than you thought would be!, making moves regarding me won't tarnish me, the karma sees, whether it must harm with good or bad, it's sad the warnings flee, I must alarm my plea so it can withstand demands from plans to sand ice cause its spice may be concise, obtain my rights, to ignite what is right, to end the night, leaving what's deceiving out of sight.

The war is my rival, but still survivals' at stake, so yet the smile upon a faithful face with grace will erase, the feel of hate that is infiltrating the rate of elimination, the state of a living nation was great if it stemmed from patience...it's such a making if it's always creating, faces I failed to give him, when he supported the genuine gems of feminism, lending but never defending, why do I pen the wisdom?, descend from heavens in sevens, they send a different prism, spirits created in shapes in sake of to relate, to all our problems to solve em, evolve and never break, so still my shadow gets paddled until I learn to take, their examples of how to handle when wars awake.

Assume me crippled having crutches, from clutching grudges with judges, disgusted from discussing the rust that's munching my duchess, what's the use in cussing, no just in fussing for justice!, only will erupt all the scuffling shuffling the punches, bunches of their lunches resumes the human consumption, while they give me nothing my stomach's grumbling for something, they fed me just to summon the coming of all my fumbling, that's why you see me numbing, I'm dumbing from all my tumbling.

When a tear drops, eyes close, cries define souls, blind when I press recline cause my mind rewinds blows, loving the smell the of pine in a fine time of fashion, in Calabasas, I can lax the fastest, facts I must grasp with glasses, joy in the back of cabs, crab and lobster don't mean I prosper, cracks on the track, I seen imposters trying to scheme the sponsors, are they redeemed demeaning demons seen in a team of goners, check if their numbers crumbling if they're fumbling then shun their roster.

Intended for chilling spines, defining the lines I wrote, procrastination delays us, betraying claiming we broke, high stressing when you're dissecting cause that direction gets sued, and sewing can't keep us flowing cause that's disposing the clues, my soul is chosen for blues, how can I tell it's true, cause in the mirror I picture imprinted scripture induced, my will chill never truce, seems I'm losing my brain, but pain can never detain a troop that shoots it in vein.

The pleasure I could get from just pretending, I'd rather taste every case, respect its place in its space, you ever paced fate, draped in your fears, I did, earning bids, how you learn from a kid that how you're raised makes a dark or sunny day, hey, rather work or berserk in the play, and so I stray, bold eyes, cold ties decides pride or lies, and I oblige, to plan to ride my ride, fantasize, you're ****** if I share occupation, cause the duration towards creation only proves who was faking, I'm in the making, yes I'm fusing, ready for the intrusion to cause confusion, hope you bruising from the surge of illusion, my urge has proven, I'm itching, with my right to petition, I fight the friction, no *******, cause LIFE IS A MISSION.

Call me real if I do reveal deals that heal, my appeal is as hard as steel if I conceal father's ordeal, the scars I feel peels ideals, power showers on a coward if he cowers his fears, to be sincere, my every tear hears my cries, to you my dear, appearing clear veers my lies, out my eyes, obtaining truth trains my youth, to recoup, and never droop, loose to truce.

Like the sky, we saw it blue and thought we're threw but knew it's more we had to chew, some would sue, in this crew, we would question me and you, but what is new, when the youth just withdrew to be old, searching for furnished while turning the tournaments burdened the earning, we learned to be stole, controlling, consoling opponents, proponents of all these components, no moments we're owning, prone to the loaning, roaming and moaning, no more toning, hope the stoning minds my dome, condoning the home to loathe, atoning, won't be the nation, easy evasion, crazing, know why I can't loan, cause it's invasion towards the top tier making of our OWN, as we age, turn the page, see us stage this one cage that has rage and will keep us from vending pending days that will strengthen all our ways, what's this blaze in the praise from the one's that can't raise up from haze, REASON PAYS, know this phrase cause the WEAK sees it bleak, it DECAYS.

Frolicked, locked in sockets that vision rocketing out your pockets, psychotic drops out of wallets that spotted all my profits, seemed to doubt it but self-esteem makes me mean and shout it, describe the scene where you dream about it then scream about it, teams scouted to battle nothing by pushing buttons, seeing something that's touching the ears, hear my fears, when days are clear, me and you dear contemplating, but never waiting, our seeds are awaiting, ****'s frustrating, suffocating, I exhale "THIS IS HELL", you know we're broke, but when you're choked you pay your bail, my skin is pale, you looking stale, our fails ran a train on us, I can taste the pain, the strain gave us plain chronics, rain sonic, blue bonnets bloom just to ease the doom, sunny days, I say pays when you please the moon, long or soon, you must assume that I stopped my profits, copped it and socked it, but do I drop it, withdrawals gives you stalled deposits, I FROLICKED OUT THE CLOSET.

Tricks under the sleeve may achieve you to grieve where you can't believe, leave to bereave on the life that I once received, naive indeed but the innocence, unannounced, value in conclusion disillusioned me to take a count, recount amounts that never owed me any, summarize my lies, despise the wise, though they're old it's many, so there's plenty meanings of the penny I can't even get to, instead of speaking heads or tails, I would preach and **** you, and then would spend you on a right that's unaffordable, in the heat of the moment, I would own it till the sword was pulled, rule the force to full threads, with that said, I'm at odds but I'm evenly, seasoned as a demon, not a dream but it's seemingly meaningful in light being can I still escape, from the state with the hate and the minimal taste, no one erased from the threat of subliminal waste, see the base of this case with no grace to the criminal face in ace, late, but I still can leave, tricks to the side, ride, bob and weave, and believe that just to achieve, I must be faithful, recount the check that had bounced, it's no longer hateful.

Invent yourself, Innovate your life.

Don't give me praise for what I do, give me respect for who I am...a creator.

Try to change the world; cause if you don't try to change the world, the world doesn't have to try to change you, it already has; by making you think you can't change the world.

The interest in future living is following me, I push the limits so they give me the college degree, seems the way how things advance it limits a chance, reminisce on how he glanced, enhanced, but with a timid stance, I only dance and prance when I see a value, in my soul that knows blows it can tackle, stuff is a hassle but failure is what I always taboo, personal custom, I'm seeing something in me so shall you, find the man in the mirror and get the picture clearer, once you vision things once, it's only getting nearer, and the life you compel determines what you sale, ripe stripes, or fright that proves your life was stale.

Understand the side of game where you're to blame and claim your name, faces that seem recognizable are sizeable, what's your pride up to?, when your lies will ride with you?, despises prizes when other sizes collide with you?, you feel it's time to pull strategies so tragedies, can cause casualties, catastrophes of battles teased, through this gravity, duality is reality, and this side of game fames the audacity, make salaries not knowing that your aim was weak, hit the streets and had ceased when you came to me, asked you what your name was, couldn't even claim it, paint a loss to training cause of waning trust to patience.

When caught up in some mess, the stress will answer yes, when you get back up and go, the pain will be told no, everything I'm built to be, will show inside of me, I shine as prodigy, though scarred from darts of heat, this life I still repeat, through peaks of hail and sleet, until I fall and meet, the change from bleak to meek, I fly as high as birds, and speak these potent words, in hope my mottos curve, and rise and strive from burns, don't know if mine is long, but life means fight through wrongs, emotion shown in songs, that lift me to be strong.

The oppressor was the stressor, my lecture bought the pressure, we hurt in different measures, but our pleasure bought no treasure, so now we're in the desert, on a wild adventure, with no streak of hope we found us roped from our rude gestures, tried to play it clever, oppressor vs pressure, no one did it better cause we're stuck in this forever.

As swift as they shift me, my love lies in me, pretty as the blue skies, you ask why,  cause I'm that kind guy, that always gets by and ain't shy, so what I live by is strictly for the one that I love, we had our problems, but he solves em from just right above, and as I get tough this training you gave me contains me, how hard these rains be, they never will knock off or phase me, we had our babies and they saved me, it's hard to admit, but by their shy cries in those wide eyes, I know it's legit, the true companion through my planning is us in one flesh, so what I let rest is mess that had shadowed my best, and till my last breath, I'm here every step everyday, the only lover you adore, I'm yours either way.

Lieutenants get schizophrenic when the panic frees, the trust can't go in ranked officials, pistols getting seized, I fall to knees and try to breathe, questioning the reality, fatalities are casualties, you tell me the analogy, of qualities in all of these, sorrows was comparison, never change the hands of time cause what killed him was tearing one, and many more, heaven's door lies only past thickening clouds, say aloud what you had vowed, when you're proud it was allowed, but you shall get angry when the pains had brought the clue to you, that no one makes it out alive, so can I rest the truth in you, we're living through a maze, stress your ways where attention pays notice to these hurtful days, filled with plagues and long delays.

After the collapse, it seems they're back, perhaps, I predicted things way too soon, don't wish to annoy ya, but paranoia has stricken as I lay down in my room, minor episodes and dreams, it seems, trouble intervened, Olympus has resurrected, more powerful than ever, clever, no one did it better, it's a new way it's directed, accept it, it was no way to... **** them completely, some freed be enslaved again, I thought it was over to myself, but see I'm stuck losing my health, my stealth has just came to an end, so now I'm slipping, falling longer, though my will is getting stronger, have no hopes that this here will stay, put the final cries in CHRIST, advice will make things right, we might just see this brief if we pray.

Reversed my curse words from absurd to under urge, my days you knew, my sky was grey from fading the shades of blue, truth is not the style in child that sued his files, folding, he thinks he's golden but scolding pursuing miles of clues, he could be cruel but never fool his trials, so while, he builds his piles he dials a sum of tiles, no smiles, cause they're cemented on top of anger and strangers will never care though the danger may strangle them in a chamber, and I'm the painter that chose to favor my ways as true, so never question why I teach lessons with shades of blue.

My homie Pac spoke the "secrets of war", you never cease in the streets till it's peace after gore, either verbal or it's physical, long as it's visible, you gain and claim your visual, individuals with rituals, mystical, dribble a force?, watch its course in the other sports!, at the beginning of the end of the day, it seems my eyes are beaming dreams when I'm meaning to pray, and I say I just wanna lay, grazing in sunshine, "baby we made it here!", playing through one line, enjoying the fun times, raising our children, I finished filming, so more time I spend with your feelings, stare at the ceiling, it seems it's peeling my vibe, holding my hand, I understand we're a tribe, get up to handle business, precision is needles, kiss you goodnight, and it sews up the evil, feeling feeble knowing that the poem I told em, never will mold em, only will bold them, still I must fold them, sold em complete, mission may be *******, but still it's unique.

Series of curious theories proven as counterintuitive, proposals were noble, mobile, but local assuming it's luminous, you in this twist is "this!", slap bliss on your wrist then assist with this list, but missed the wished diss dispensed by senses, I wipe my lenses but hype had meant "****!", was our wit hit by grit of crit zipped and ripped?, dipped, sipped but gripped on my lip and called me "dip ****!", this was script-less, brisk with this risk would frisk my crisp wisp, I'm tripped and then flipped, ****** with this lisp!, can't kiss my gist pit cause spit would hit it!

Overlooked till it's overcooked now it is overtook, now other books throw hooks that shook me to mother's crooks!, the depriving of my soul food whole!, my old school is cold, my mold turns out of control, let it be told, my flows when it goes to your nose, would just dose the bro's not the hoes that expose me and their clothes, composed rhythms for foes whose toes I can kiss, assist to the bliss of a ***** that can just **** onto my crisp glimpse of these pimps skimping for ****, a trick that is tricked can addict to this slick ****, but is this pic swift?, no it ain't!, I just say I can't taint this rank then spank all this fake frank, that does indeed stank, take a drank of the crank that can tank where I sank then thank spiritual banks from GOD that will lodge his gold rule, in my mind that will define my soul food.

I was inept in swept streams, my dry hex crept but slept with wet dreams, I had met teams that let themes avail, my strong thoughts quail, so yes, hell prevails!, the story I would sell was glory only compelled to nail, "the all's well that ends well", given fails, a living gail gusts disgust, it blows dust cause I composed rust that blinds eyes and would advise stalled guides "Your calls can't adjust!", "Decant your grant and recant your trust!", my slant stands scant through my instant trance, a distant glance that enhanced me past the chance, to grow with a stance to the "slow dance" groove, running, putting my hands in pants that would pose bad moves, plus sand in my shoes so my grand plan ain't smooth, it's *******, stewed as I brewed new feuds to this dude, rude with this skewed interlude, set screams, had viewed me **** as I spewed wet dreams!

Depriving these horizons, we must try to strive for honesty, rhetorical instincts may better drive apologies, cause while pursuing missions, losing vision was a factor, cause lying to a fighter, their delight had made us actors, it seemed the sky was blacker and the facts would make us fluid, solidity, their dignity was quick to make us sewage, prove it how you see them moving and the stupid we compelled, these cells made it hell and we failed with no bail, tried to say we're well, but our smiles couldn't take it, a broken heart that's weak in its beats tries to fake it, replacing what's mistaken as a species seemed to teach me, meet me where you seek to speak to freaks is how you reach me.

I'm microscopic in the topic of philosophical nature, I label you my saviour if majoring in my favor, but later, you learn the reason I deal with acidic razors, lay lasers on stray haters, debaters, and commentators, outrageous, I get contagious, and never spacious, courageous, must strategize all the stages like making raises on wages, you never claim humans praises cause through your phases it changes, and though you're aging, their raging is bound to caging your brazen days.

Focus while in your hopelessness, homeless but never boneless, I am the rolling stone in this, prone in my own slowness, closeness to the bonus, hone it not by vicinity, simply said affinity to it, tells your virginity through it, solid fluid, brewed it and grew coldness, heat of the moment boldness, brought little to no notice, somehow, I didn't know this, still the dosage has motive, emotive, it made me bloated, proving that it was recent just looking right at its postage, coast is noted loaded, coated, how I wrote it, afloat by the mopes that voted for it, unloaded, time had showed it coded so some can't erode it, you can claim you never rode it, weaving through, you sowed and told it, imploded soul can go, WOAH, I didn't know I'd show it, poet in my own mind, so I spin my own vibe, just know I took no bribes, this describes just my ride, inscribed to what it made my bride, *******, I just had lied, can't even say I tried, set aside, what's experienced, died to what attacked me deep inside, though a JUST EXPERIMENT.

It's like traveling the seas, the breeze blows with ease indeed, you can only lead ones you cannot seize, read in this breed to know greed and pain, power of the love above knows their games, the same said for reasons I tread on thin ice, whether nice or precise the spice comes from advice off sight, uptight in light, you saw the sin in me, upright at night, it might be the beginning that comes with beauty and trimmings, it brought me winning but struggling, hugging upon your rugged physique, you'll still be shrugging, loving each other, kissing and hugging, but do we play?, no, covering up emotions, my notion had made my halo, individually we lay low, but what would be next, wearing rubbers in a moment still brought unhealthy ***, you bet, **** and ***** wet, we may let our guard down, but the pleasure went away, now we stray with scarred frowns, can't blame this hard town, but the path that we take, only knowing how you're flowing proves you're real or you're fake, but I guess we didn't know, so where did we go, rough travel in the seas, we are where we were before.

Freestyle to release these streets, calm beats speaks deep in the sleep, neat inside streaks where we peaked, some diamond and gold, times unfold, rhymes behold bold messages froze, cold shoulder told the lower grower heat is unbearable, sharing 50 parables, made them comparable, inside where hearts are terrible, variables is marital, divorce is like a force, of course the course is seen clerical, shareable, concerns in turn can burn up a swear, catch a smile from when you dialed, but when I answered, you dared, put the cares inside the words I bare, I'm equally broken, outcasts never gasp till their past is spoken, hold a token till I open what its value will mean, sea breeze in the air, when it's fair, it's clean, and the theme STILL demeans that preaching for peace, freestyle for a while, RELEASING THE STREETS.

Your crown beauty was never truly your only Lucy, you rocking smoothly through other duties, your songs and movies, what we cruelly will claim is groovy is only cruelty, if it's stressed that it's our best while still resuming, presumed a cutie, this was a bully that came to fool me, now just consuming what hummed as crooning explodes to booming, looming and zooming for blooming will only turn to pruning, the past Lucy seduced me, introduce me loosely.

Depict a man's position as conflicted if he feels convicted, but do we listen to his fiction if it changed positions, his use of diction hit precision when I saw his vision, so do I question his condition if he feels it's instant?, there's no solidity if misery will pity thee, sinner's hostility will draw inner facility, false innocence embedded left him when his heart had said it, so let his guiltiness unfold if his soul was dreaded.

Sarcastic automatic habits was savage, my balance crashing, through the fabric bound to cause havoc cause no one has it, so can I last it, if not elastic, must stash the classic, and get recycled like waste of plastic, and trash the drastic, fantastic as solo casts it sociopathic I've received, so as I rap it, you better cap it before I bleed, if left to conceive, one believes he's relieved, despite he never leaves cause the freeze froze his keys.

Imperative, life's really your narrative, don't share it but you still have to bear with it, caught cases when I labeled despair with it, but embraced it when I stayed and had faired with it, in a cage, and I knew I'd beware of it, but I aged, gained patience and stared in it, understand GOD'S plan and care of it, because it molds and holds your narrative.

Charging on my visa cause an idea was just a cheater, funny how I claim my finances was my new leader, pleasant to meet ya mister preacher, come on challenge readers, instead of trying to make us feel good, try to make us seek the, truth behind the church, it hurts when we know the worse, so put us first before I burst, and end up in a hearse, know that it's hard to teach some with your visual, look at me, I'm just a self made individual, better judged as a criminal that blows and punishes his family, situations facing tracing with the inner man in me, this insanity, is ramming me with loose cannons, affecting more than just my health, it brought a greater famine, of me just somewhat standing lost in the imagery, that I need riches for these stitches, ******* feeling me!, really they peeling me!, they know they got me in they bubble, they're grouped up in huddles further bringing me the struggle, put me in the puddle, baptize is the only answer, need to induce an inner truce before I die of cancer, the devil's plague, it is opaque, I need to see, the greater truth behind myself before I'm questioning the whole sermons vermin.

Exposing my focus on doses posing threats with passion, effect of a multiple strength menace getting what he's asking, all that's happening is action it fuels the ghettos, witness the start of a sacred empire that builds like Lego's, and what I say so, "Decrease the payroll!", controls the minds of people in my time that won't invade so, I'll never trade for, a number zero who thinks he's hero, he **** with me though, I squash his ego, like a mosquito, head to my feet soaked, in your deposits, profits stashed in every closet, look how you visualize my knowledge margins big in sizes, so with this knowledge, I claim your prizes, additions made all to my living, visions good as silence, won't taste no violence, cause fools are mindless, school my fools abusing rules, so my servants mind this, and know my logic.

The wise man knew my eyes seductions, sparking wild eruptions, could it be he studied how I function, all those ones I'm ******* over, now the clover has struck magic now it's tragic scenes, now he smirks as I get worse, the havoc that this has now means, I can't trust myself, can't even look at me, the evil stares, blares up and down the stairs, flares, no one even cares, it tears through my heart, and now I'm torn apart, these spears are sharp, given to my soul cause I was heartless it's hard to start this caring through my heart.

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.

Soul of the man, is where the feelings of the man lies, emotion and anger is what will make the soul cry, relax the soul, treat it with your full respect, wisdom and experience is what will cause your dialect to fully expand, know the shell of the outer man, but never ignore the inner self, try if you can, to practice meditation, concentration puts the soul at ease, when you feel pressured and eager to clock the toughest gs, just look at me, under brush and tough conditions, can't crush my soul cause even my feelings has sharper visions, so now ambition is the strongest thing you see me with, got the soul of the fighter, that never trusts the fakest ****, now what you have in your possession is not known to me, but I guarantee with relaxation you will be set free, time to yourself is the time that frees you from the hole, give it a try, it is pleasing towards your inner soul.

I swear this life we live, how I see it, could be considered as timeless, rainbows in the sky tell us GOD has kept his promise, if I went rhymeless, for a while, and came back in a new age, would my input be this violent, and would I come back with the same rage, reading, learning every page, tells me things just change with time, things get old, things are new, at least that's how it's in my mind, how long will it be fore I find, that things just takes it's course, sometimes we're feeling careless, other times we have remorse, for this life is like a force, and it's events could be ironic, but one thing we must recognize, life seems like it's timeless.

I open my bible I want survival, first thing that comes to mind is disciple, live with that title, cause Jesus CHRIST is my only idol, his word went viral, but still some think his message ain't vital, their suicidal, several billion lives torched right in a pile, live for this while, around the goons that take my best and give death threats through trial, find it hard to see their image their finished and in denial, I put my life to his and settle through reconcile, his sheep are not saints but they walk free in single file, we live by the word no demons heard he hears me dial, the code that gives me breath from death on to survival, now welcomed as HIS own I'm known as his disciple, so I live on with that title.