"City of Angels". Persacute my mind for believeing in my own God , no one can see the invisaline, seed of the sod imbedded in me is the real deal, I ain't Copperfeild, this ain't no magic show I really been cursed by my own shadow ready to repent, and reveal the goodness of God to the soul, yet I already know the Lord blessed my soul,one for the money, two for the show, put them together and you got the letter R -bro , numerically # 18, and the judges want to Ruin my name and call me the dope feind, all planned out weapons in hand, but I only shoot'n out ammo from my pad and my pen.some can't handle the truth that I say double click D check, yo yo, left I'm not walking myself as a dog, left right pivot move 45' where's my city Angels if your one of the most from coast to coast #1 is God #2 is my booty and I can't forget country so all y'all can bump me D- A- E on the strangle hold looking round here for my girl but found the holy ghost instead they still call my name why I care so much even when I say It's not even on my brain, if it's not very common then it don't make sense Where's my city of Angels 513 represent the seed of the sod imbedded in me, but only bent. 2x what was intended for me the 017 failures and discrepancies for all to witness, never hold the grudge I done been dragged through the sludge, to the light of the ladder,mental manifestation with the mind the Lions prey, well the tide has shifted, the butterfly has come to collect the prey is still alive and gonna obverse reverse Big game trying to divide 10 point buck challenge the lies three shots no scope to showcase, but continue to hide Razors to the retina till the cornea runs down yo face, dry Savey up there wounds on the way to the ride , funny now how they breath like hot air balloons, where they land nobody knows until nature delivers the boom and bodies slam the streets alot less effort when I do nothing at all just kick back and enjoy the blessings of my temporary home, that was sent for me Where's my city of Angels 513 represent, the seed of the sod imbedded in me but only bent. Robin L. Marcum 2x