even if you wasn't mine you still mine
ill signs telling me dont go but I seek her to feel fine
reveal times
conceal 9s
when hungry its meal time
in my heart I feel slime
but it isn't of me I killed mine
hot headed sniffing chilled lines
I can feel the holy spirit
I'm weird I roll the beer bitch
talk so much my ear itch
how u gonna drive when u cant steer shit
Yahweh clear it
Jesus the fear missed
let's see how deep this endeared mist
gets ta us
kick his jaw spit up dust
in God I put my trust
all because the flaming bush I touched
©aceito
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