1
They try and sell my soul like it was auction property
2 They ask me are u one of Gods sonz, I know that I am
but “i am like” probably, I guess they can the tato on my heart “heavenly”
3 Queenz say they got lucky and hit the lottery, I give
you all of me, you hold me down, so her heart I keep on lock and key…
4( to my children) Something about my moma smile it
brings out the king in me, opposites attract but we give each other synergy
5 “they” start talking race shit we start with the archery,
blood will flowi don’t do river but oceans and sea, chaos in theory morph into anarchy
6 on this one issue Mind closed eyes open i am praying…
can’t you see
7 I took a shot to my own soul , friendly fire my
kindness had to die know fight me ?
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