I'm not simplistic I'm gifted don't get it twisted saw the new York floods a year before they happened true mystic heard that by nostradamus I was predicted beatitude peacemaker war comes I fix it mother Mary calls me her saint because I rescue the needy never hesitate. I made a trillion and now another trillion I'll chase from thirst I forbid another human being to faint I endeavour to send buckets of water where the weather don't rain who on earth can say that jesus don't prevail I'm praying to the creator my feet don't fail brother muktah taught me a deed to hide a sin Abraham ice laws Muhammed within, so I'm beginning to keep up my grin and realise life can be sweet like the sound of a mandolin