I’m at Where I’m at
I’m on the battlefield with my creator (Life is a Battle) not fighting for him, I’m fighting against him (I’ve Been Fighting My Whole Life). I’ll probably be defeated because he’s God, I’ll probably be victorious because He’s Merciful. I’m at the hall facing Trials and Tribulations; Writing Life’s Tests, not writing as a Saint, Just a Sinner (I Was Born Sinning). I’ll probably fail cause I’m just Human, I’ll Probably pass cause the blood He spilled for Me. I’m at the brothel fucking karma, not for pleasure but for the wrong deeds I’ve Done in the past. I’ll Probably Cum to my Senses After Karma Fucks Me Over, I’ll Probably do same things Again Just Cause Life is Hard. I’m at the cell facing bars, not for the punchlines in this article but it’s the consequence of my Actions. I’ll probably make it out one day, I’ll probably never make it out cause I’m Locked in my brain’s cell, I’ll probably never make it out cause I’m a Prisoner to My Own Mentality, Jailed By My Own Insecurity.




















