There was a time when the Divine nature was not my state of Mind.
You dont know where youre going til you know where you have been.
Ill never speak again
Im belittled by my alleged friends
Dubbed minster spin , ironically truth my foes hend
Cause i remember who why where and when
And when i will neverdepend on a world..especially a fuck nigga based from and entertains the thought of sin
Charasmatic like a mother fucker, actually got me questioning who am i really within?
Hanging on a limb, the finest of all the gems
Facades got me feeling lost just like what really happened stone henge
Yall niggas can stand around and pretend,
Wasting time that isn’t even yours like babbling ass bitches
Living life on an whim, a road dark and grim
You playing in the devils den, clucking like a hen
Yes, im talking shit, ya mad? do something then
I aint sorry if this may hurt or offend you and your sorry ass trend but
Your truth aint the truth trying to send
Ill stand up and sit down so we can begin the end of the negligence to transcend
And thought capacity to possibly comprehend that my word game is proper, setting niggas off with my chopper.
Cold like Gucci, bitch brrr
No one could ever compete with her
I try to stay humble like Job from the Land of Ur
But i state facts, yes sir
Youve won the battles but the war you will never win
Im broken, jaded, cursed, but chose to attend to the flaws of men an
Assignment to correct hearts that are on negative cataclysmic levels when my own has yet to mend
About the shit you put me in…things you still grin and laugh at time and time again
If i could just be me… best believe, i’m gone with the Wind and my universe agrees 10% is more than enough of a dividended
As God as my witness I’ll never go hungry again.
Im the next of a divine kin so
Frankly my dear, I dont give a damn
Recognize and respect who i truly am…
Far from a scam, more real than your likes on instagram, ill kick your teeth through your diaphragm, rob you like uncle sam-i have no mercy like soldiers in Vietnam
Which is why i question and evidently condensed my self- the virtues of the Great I am.
A woman of wisdom, i have risen, a decision
through my personal prison prism
Why don’t I write peaceful psalms or hymns
Representing occult realms?
Being gangster isnt a choice, but the final decision
Man has got me going ham cause I pray for iust one to understand, shit, can anyone just give me a hand?
I won’t coensend with the law of the land, might as well declare me a permanent ban
I am worthy of being name brand and at the top of the chain of command
Foundation solid concrete and not zigguarts made of sand
This flow is wilder than the Tilban yet declaration of the silence of the lamb.