Frigid

Sorrowed Nights Lustrous Dreams Always more than what it seems Psychotic transfusions await Upon the hands of the gracefully graceful From love with Russia Prussian changing of the guards Alongside wisdom & tools from God Do not ponder my friend just wander Keep the keys to the kitchen of life zip-tight & keep it tight.. aight? Overlook the same wisdom I preach to you Underhanded cards delt from a higher power Adhere to you all that might hear or take a gander or glimpse at my mind I don't expect you to understand upon the first viewing with the naked eye Onlookers onlook as I preach you spoken wisdom that didn't come from the white mans book I got souls to cook & humans to crook Enlightened choosen illuminating nutritional dietary nutrients more than food cooks Might as well write me a book Late night jux.. my does the Lord hate em The reaper tried to steal my soul I felt I had another ultimatum Now my heart is a frigid basement rented out to a bag of coal I will batter foes & scatter souls Taking alotta many females out like trash in the cold He who say the lord got em is bold but forgotten I tell my female acquaintances to never forget me hence I took her tongue now its old & forgotten Chuch...Amen..