"O Heavenly Father I got to go to Heaven, sick of my stressing, loading up my Ak 47 for protection to a at these punk sissies bellies, Christ is my message, forever flowing heavy, kin folks fake and they ownish, lot of ya so called homeboys really ain't bout it, I keep it 7000, Lordy I'm just ya puppet, sent here Thuggin, I remember all them painful days I was friggin til Sweet Jesus showed me something. Hollow points hit my enies for doing the most with me, say satan as powerful as God, Trigga please, I'mma go down in Heaven's history for repping the Trinity. Abba God I'm insane, kicking truth in this frail game, psychopaths to blame for certain murders mane, lessons learned of a Savage, tell them silly bozos to come and get at me. Clipping up my 223s, I'm the Goat oh yes indeed, pray to my God Jehovah before squeeze, live my life legend, true one when I'm stepping, steady getting leverage. All worship to the King of kings, to Heaven He got the keys, the one I fall on my face and knees to adore for all eternity.". I AM BLACK jesus 777- Michael Jackson the Gospel Singer Rapper
Sometimes time goes by & I ask why why do why do moms gotta die one day ill see her in heaven until then a pups stuck in headphones where home is her mfing headstone angels pls come by wash my tears when I hear high let her angel wings fly goodbye ❤
Yea ma I got issues probaly cause I miss you im wishing we had a perfect family sometimes dad's burnt out hes mfing ate out im screaming let it all out hug me if you ever fall within your doubt algea grab the water spout ❤
Ei se lembra de mim? Ainda to no mesmo endereço Com paiol de metal entre os dedos Ainda Faço E consumo melodia Mas vezes é difícil Não senti essa melancolia Vinho tinto e um pouco de solidão Pensado no que aquela cigana me disse João você apenas tem medo do amor E continua sendo tão Arrogante