I love the people - come from evil - people choose blunts or needles - whats the sequel? - life or death - see it twice - and the next time kinda regret - yet everything led - to the place that we stand right now - and the plan right now - is to be cuz its only to I am i bow - i can stand proud - cuz the Lamb crowned - sin of the world on His mind as the blood ran down - its a lost art - to be not part - not of it still in it never listening to pop stars - 'less its in the work van maybe in my pop's car - i always gotta switch to 91 when bebop starts - am i just another cowboy? - i know theres beams in my eye i aint proud of - feel like i need to define how He found us - He went to leave the 99 at the sound of - we need love

The glory of the Lord - and the story that He told - by the words of the prophets is more than we can hold - on our own - from a stone - the water came flowin - i spend by whole soul and im soaked - this poem - for the one who created me - if i live this whole life and the world never rated me - ill know im not supposed to cater these - not livin in hells kitchen im dinin in Zion ill be the maitre d - by serving the lowest i serve Christ - i listen for His voice and im knowing i heard right - if im preaching on a Sabbath or going to work nights - i make that work visible opening third eyes - Gibran's swan song was a message of divinity - i say we all got Christ inside if you feelin me - but it doesnt stop there - and alot got scared - walk rare - and submit then youre livin free

In this world theres alot of distractions - relaxin - passions - forms of attachment - tryna be alive but the norm is a casket - heard the number 3s s'posed to be magic - i think we need a Herro - making baskets - that mean we need to be the hope - we imagine - water it and watch the seed grow - into gas and - know God made the post we spoke - with the caption - they pull out their phones to expose - i pull out my phone to make prose - if im missing my notes - i aint dissing the folks - tryna use em for the betta - but sometimes you gotta make the goal with a header - when you lose your memory - you can google anything - if you spell it with an e - and youre missing a letter - you always tryna look it up - im just tryna look up - only ever cook love - when i spit like the weather