fundamentally dust but still got trust

I feel stuck waiting in a glitch stuck in the sticks fuck politics this the sage of six paths hit the dash now ur ass is grass let me introduce u to my one man class let me start my own clash of my ego sometimes I feel like Vito u know what I mean amigo somewhere deep in my libido lies a heart of gold ya know I'll never be cold its told hit em with the foreclosure like the store front i must be just i trust in God our savior most of what I was saying earlier was a joke I gave the competition a little poke but I dont joke about God or my heart of gold ya know cause thats not how im going about this all other motherfuckers do is hiss but keep in mind this ain't a diss.