“Lost a friend though I gained me some courage Only aging thinking of places of ...

... saving these merits
A fleet of agents are caging
son this message is urgent
You as complacent as virgins
Im in the space of a sugent
Its safe to say that I'm merging
While waving the curvage
Our placement on earth
is set on material purchase
I'm facing a purge
its soley a cleanse of my person
Purpose of playing detergent
1st did away with the serpents
certain a Devil was lurking
Curtains unveiling
the circus clowns
Hurting since I considered
them Brown's
Elevation is sacred
hover a inch off the ground
Learning to nurture my service
furthest I've journeyed from home
Nomad who's all on his own
Working to find me a zone
Circle the surface of globe
To preach a sermon of souls
My Grandfathers a pastor
My grandmother she hustles
Settled in its evident
I picked up knowledge of muscle
To bare arms and to
wear scars on my sleeves
For similar souls in need
yo I bleed hope...”