Just another thought process from a confused man, stuck trying to figure out a plan sometimes I think it wouldn’t make a difference who I am, can’t act like it doesn’t bother me, I’m only human, but dear lord why you so hard on me, haven’t stop yet, The devil put 100 million on me to lose, it’s cool he doesn’t even know he’s set, This Gods plan even Lucifer gets tricked with a bet, living in a demonic world wondering bout heaven, ever since 11 no stranger things have happened with out a dream before it, as if a conspiracy just like the street MLK, but hey I can lead you to lake, but I can’t hand you a fish, long live neighborhood NIP, I maybe never crib, but you truly need to understand what he spit, an the concept an concrete we are trying to grip, so sick, billions of credit, don’t sweat Elon is gonna in debt it, ops I said it, turning this world up side down for real, I stab satan in the back and stood up an said in the real deal, as a man of God I come to Heal, an with my words you could feel, the sacrifice compassion I have concealed, heard this once before I think not, fashionable on point, but bad advice would be stay how you are, an keep wishing you were a star, nah see life is what you make it, so the lifestyle of rich and famous ima take it, create it for those who never imagined an easier life, stainless silverware for everyone, plates with steaks and greens for the vegans fiends, Sorry Tucker this ain’t the last supper.