Big time, money got, jack pot type of funds, high class huns, on sleeve fancy weave.
Superficial, gun packin, 'funny actin, drug abusin', expensive boosin', thousands of dollars on the dice money losin'.
Dreams peaking,, still creepin when i rest one eye peaking uh oh snitch leaking, GAME OVER.
If the wages of sins is death we are stock brokers of Iniquity. mamas' life lessons didn't stick with me. The devil's prescence equals ubiquity. by my side thick chick with me who wouldn't be around if i wasn't an opulent entity. Misogynist asshole living at that brass pole living for today lacking long term goals. I tried to live for Christ wonder was it meant to be?. Am I too selfish to accept the gift of salvation he gave me. Has success made me a SLAVE? IS SUCCESS really success with one foot in the grave? Access to excess made life a strenuous process. Livin in the valley of death with demons angry minions tug of war with my soul @ stake who has dominion? We make it rain per what we lack in integrity, make it rain my soul deprived of moral equity.Livin scandalous, raunchy, bad decisions haunt me. he comes to kill, steal, taunt me. use me up make me feel great but don't want me....
HE WANTS SOULS,
I love it and you!
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