poor thang

i flow raw like sex without latex put my thoughts on beats an rhymes in this illuminati matrix i roll solo dolo in this world full of hatred the realitys of life i face it been in the shelter system where cats get violent an sneak knifes in gun was in the room with me an my homei i was bringing the raw in mourning time was cigarettes an coffee chicks ringing my phone walking the street with my man smoking an drinking moving from different locations in the city shots would pop at night was living in the rotten apple moving around Roosevelt ave crackson heights junction blvd and out in bk wasn't living right but i turn from my past way these is wicked end days with ya eternity it aint time ta play the devil is busy and everyday soul's passaway an its either heaven or hell where they stay some die before there time cause they reject christ and stay on the path on sin demons be plotting hell is where they wanna get you the flames down their have souls burning like blunts and cigarettes living the wrong life you can get caught in the devils net everyday cats get sprayed up an placed in casekets jesus can save ya soul and give you the free gift of heaven we all need the savior christ Jesus we cant get through them pearly gates by being a good person we also lifestyle need to live ah lifestyle of repentance cause we cant live any kind of way and expect to live in heaven for our afterlife jesus is God and we all have the choice whether our not to obey and follow him hell continues ta consome the lost that never made christ the savoir of their soul and the lord of their life the condemned travel through ah tunnel thats blacker then the knife i use to carry back in the day