Page Thirteen
Its not always what it looks like,
my insight sometimes bases things
on perception, so @ times I get big head on things and
fall victim to my own ******** no half steppin, you see
what other ppl see is, me having it all together but little
do they know I'm a Christian because I'm weak so don't
allow my flesh to decieve thee, he redeemed me so
believe me when I say
I'm no better than you I just try wit all my might to live by
the spirit and not conform to, the ways of this world, I
don't always make the right decisions In my past I
rebuked some Holy women but, in my eyes @ that
moment that wasn't the fish I was fishing for my eyes
seen some things that I didn't think I was ready for but
unto him who is able to do exceedingly and abuundantly
revive me from this cardiac arrest throw me a blessing I
don't have room enough to receive yeah honestly you
know I need, want, & desire but let thy will be done not
mines all praise & honor to the Sire
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