S.O.U.L (synagogue of universal love)

Hey bra can I get a 30 by 3oclock? Penatrate a penitentiary fuck a cage The trait of my pen is to unlucky my brain Mentally/ My thoughts are how my opinions are made/ I'm invested in statements made Weather that means being cast aside left to die no hope at all just commit suicide/ I'm wired just a bit different navigating through chaos Tryin to dodge shit/ Hopin/ I Don't / Get caught hit/ Bitch / What you think your actions weren't gonna be responded with / All my heart an soul Tryin to take down my target/ I'm flawed but I'm flawless I'm imperfectly perfect Living life so godless / ff the top of my head like a hat in the wind everything's real no pretend If what I says not true that means this worlds not real an I don't exsist / Pinch my skin /don't feel shit but thoughts still sick/an I choose not to hit the off switch/ for selfish reasons plus coughin sneezing side effects from the bullshit ya be speaking / That's why I'm superman an /mr reeves /got nothin on me / Compared to me he has a better a chance of hoppin out his coffin Landin on both feet/ then talkin with nO keyboards sayin things perfect like he sells seashells by the sea shore/ I don't see whores /if they were standing next to the on ramp I'd rather take a detour / No time for that/ Already got one takin my time like that/ Prolly off doin who knows what behind my back/ Speculation / I'm not that/ But if I find out that I been had an all my bad thoughts turn fact/ Il grab my bat tighten my grip swing for the fence connect an watch your dome split /like diamondback stadium / Not a 710 /but I do got 7 10s lined up like alleys I'm ready to pin/ Speaking of ally /she was a wild one dirty like a pig /never call her babe but she was the breakfast of champions/ There's something more under the surface You can't see it with your eyes You need to practice patients an open up your mind / Uncover what they hide / Discover what's inside yourself /Road to life got yellow broken lines tryin to separate wrong or right /worn out thru time weavin in an out got me mixen both sides/ I says not true that means this worlds not real an I don't exsist / Pinch my skin /don't feel shit but thoughts still sick/an I choose not to hit the off switch/ for selfish reasons plus coughin sneezing side effects from the bullshit ya be speaking / Penatrate a penitentiary fuck a cage The trait of my pen is to unlucky my brain Mentally/ My thoughts are how my opinions are made/ I'm invested in statements made Weather that means being cast aside left to die no hope at all just commit suicide/ I'm wired just a bit different navigating through chaos Tryin to dodge shit/ Hopin/ I Don't / Get caught hit/ Bitch / What you think your actions weren't gonna be responded with / All my heart an soul Tryin to take down my target/ I'm flawed but I'm flawless I'm imperfectly perfect Living life so godless / That's why I'm superman an /mr reeves /got nothin on me / Compared to me he has a better a chance of hoppin out his coffin Landin on both feet/ then talkin with nO keyboards sayin things perfect like he sells seashells by the sea shore/ I don't see whores /if they were standing next to the on ramp I'd rather take a detour / No time for that/ Already got one takin my time like that/ Prolly off doin who knows what behind my back/ Speculation / I'm not that/ But if I find out that I been had an all my bad thoughts turn fact/ Il grab my bat tighten my grip swing for the fence connect an watch your dome split /like diamondback stadium / Not a 710 /but I do got 7 10s lined up like alleys I'm ready to pin/ Speaking of ally /she was a wild one dirty like a pig /never call her babe but she was the breakfast of champions/ There's something more under the surface You can't see it with your eyes You need to practice patients an open up your mind / Uncover what they hide / Discover what's inside yourself /Road to life got yellow broken lines tryin to separate wrong or right /worn out thru time weavin in an out got me mixen both sides/