I'm walking the sands to be deprogrammed.
only i save me;
so tired of trying to be the opposite self
let these egos swim in the natural wealth
I'm perverted from purity
can i hold my testis?
Every seed in me is my wealth,
It's compared to nothing else
The universe chose me to bear fruit.
Child support orders give me proof
whom is the hand that rocks the cradle
that keeps me touching below my navel?
It is Horny Justice
can't help it but bust it.
this godface not a star'
a nigga god ghetto star,unknown.
just part of natural holy see
a power of blackness
can also lie in cigarette metaphors
I like the suchkind of Voodoo Queens
who rock past , present ,future determinations
in the throw of shells
to bless my dark skin
my present role
with thick lips and hard oak
walking the sands with candles and cake.
for the living water is on me
Spring type and free-----
Happy Birthday Aquarius,
nigga god ghetto star,now Known-
deprogrammed.
