I'm about to drop this fifth holding up the tightest of this fist, damed right, Datbedatricc highly pissed, immah count

I'm about to drop this fifth holding up the tightest of this fist, damed right, Datbedatricc highly pissed, immah count on these fingers how many times that ah nikkah just happened to miss........ If I arise from the ground immah, believe in GOD without that, drama, dramatic will have your mental stage hacked, on my biological mama, yeah, home made that...... Music controls my soul damned right this hero eats up all his Cherrios, this life of mines can get delicious though, check out this melody, this is the hell in thee, turn it all around Simon said, you'll be surprised hearing my lyrics on count, on beat, Real, brand new nickname I created, soooo....Uniquuuuuue....."Ahhhhhh.... ah nikkah like Ricc was beyond the crookedness constantly mocking death to the bottom of Jesus feet, I kept thinking this Heathen was writing for m,q instead these demons was chasing me, words that I write reversed, manipulating how I couldn't be relieved, I felt this fifty three years couldn't even breathe, yet, the devil thought he'd had Riccccc, the change in me, destined to be, faced the realms of that menace to society, still, I'm ready to eat, this righteous beast can't be delete, determination embedded in my raps reality, Datbedatriccccc....... I was fortunate enough took that what the fuck, came back on mae told ah nikkah dont be that mutt, nip tuck that four leaf good luck, "SUP....." "DAH FUCKS....." "HUUUUUH......" "WHOOOOO MEEEE......." I'm gone hold it down until the day one hundred percent improves just how I put dents, message sent, make no change in belief making nonsense. Man, I 'd delayed enough, lost it, trying to bust open, pleading this fifth to giving ah fuck.......... "I'm about to drop this fifth....." "Whole difference without the doubts not giving hideous corrupts...... "I think I Just Caught That Hick Up......wha Dah Fuc.....!" Lord, can ya shine on mae, I swear I'm willing to completely give up everythiiiiiing, Lord. turn over these tables and please, by all means, take off these painful chains. Break these horns off of the top of my head, aqaint me, Lord, a suicide experience will never again be fed, "THIS IS MY PENCIL, FULL OF DEADLY LED!" In this song all I am asking is for your forgiveness, nothing else that enables my anger in asking for thiiiiis........! Amen