Written by: Freddie Alexander Smoke III aka Godking1350. Crew: Multidimensional Beings. Vanity, your not a fan to me. Your not even a friend, to me You just pretend to be. When I see you come around, Your lost in the wind to me. Cause your wearing that midnight blue and black, Another factor is that your wearing a strap. Then using your police tactics just to kill blacks. Even now this is the Judge, you should be facing. The judges that your facing are just dismissing cases.Their vanity has settled in, they act like, they are your friends.Their only serving, their own agenda. Disarming the police will cause news transmissions, to beam to your 8k antenna. The U.N. got the police, to surrender. while on break, at your office building, you read, on your News Break App, "Racism against against blacks in America, cost the US economy 16 trillion." Explosive tendencies caused by what with, we’re dealing. I AM THE LAW AND I AM THE SWORD. I slice through my enemies’ soul when I press record. In Gematria I AM THE LORD. And I know for a fact, that IBLIS, is waiting for one of those vain police. To be his replacement. I’m the only judge here to give the time that their facing. To much pride, in personal self appearance, is just my main thing. The corrupt judges, doing these crimes against the Justice need replacements. Letting murderers with blue blood run free, back in the streets now is that peace. No vanity inside of Godking1350 I see, no defeat. Vanity, your not a fan to me. Your not even a friend, to me You just pretend to be. When I see you come around, Your lost in the wind to me. You only have two choices in this world. The one your choosing will have you looking big time. You see yourself on the news but ?, in the end you’’ll be blind. You’ve reached the top of the mountain that you’ve climbed. Your just the shell of being, with no spirit inside. Money is created from nothing, only the debt is something. Your children’s, children have to pay that, it was all written in ccontract. Your thinking it’s all in my mind, you weren’t born yet. You’’ll be working forever, no matter how much sweat. They wanted to chase your ends cause they weren’t there for you from the the start. The clothes you were wearing set you apart, from the reality that was, the fairytale land, that you perceived, when you get to Sheol, for your vanity. Take a look in THE BOOK OF LIFE, AND DEATH and just READ. Vanity, your not a fan to me. Your not even a friend, to me You just pretend to be. When I see you come around, Your lost in the wind to me.