Guidance (Head High Remix)

My eyes are dropping tears
My heart has been teared
My story is something difficult to tell
Since I was ten I had the tendency to tell God
About how like my mind is like a forbidden temple
That tramples me and troubles me
When the winds are galving
Guns are blazing I go to God coz he my guardian
When u are crazy dog that gloats that he goat
And loves God
You know God got you cause he your guardian
Even though they gunning for u
Many kids are on drugs
Thinking that drugs make em look manly
These type of kids are many
They merely manly they most yell madly
That drugs made me
Lord please have mercy
May they see that drugs ain't fair
When she thinks about her dead loved ones pain is injected
Within her and it kills her
That's euthanasia
Initially she was in inertia
When she saw that she had dementia
Maybe if she went to Indonesia she'll be sleepful
Like she's injected with anesthesia
I say Indonesia
Because she'll be able to explore these islands
Maybe be sleepful and care less about what people say
Like those island boys
Yes those with the dreadlocks
She's having illusions
Somebody pour holy water on her that's dilution
So that they can die these illusions
Her is something we don't wanna end up losing
They sniff coke cause they sad and they end up dead
My instincts tells me they insects cause they faced the blue death
Alpha

I make music for the lost kids
The kids with no place to run to
The only thing that they understand is rhyme and reason
A season passing by without a tear is a blessing to them
Kids like me
Kids who need guidance
I meditate to align my chakras
And to connect with my inner self
I belong to a universe of vibration energy and frequency
And with a low frequency you are going no where
Cause you have no energy to strive
I am hungry for more
So I gubble on this beats till I bust like a bubble
I am striving for more than I got
I am coming for whatever they have
Head high but not on marijuana
Need space muffin to cool It a bit
Maybe If I become numb
I might be able to see the world with an ease vision
That's absurd I don't see myself stopping now
My money over anything
Hustle like I am a slave in Vietnam
Forced to succed
My enemies closer to me some are turning into friends
Move on a new surface
I can't be seen nor can I be touched hustling with God's
Dimensions over levels
This is deeper than music
This is hip hop
Take it or leave it
I gotta have It by any means necessary
My salary changing lifes
I pray for guidance and safety
And for God to realign me If I ever go wrong
Prolong verses for those who need a place to run to
I got suicide written on my forehead
Hate working for something that doesn't benefit Me
I love my racks stacked up
So when you call me please talk about my bag
Prioritize filling up yours
Mine is soon to change lives
Independence over whatever they offering
I serve art as part of a master piece
Peaces moving in chronological order
Ths is chess not checkers
I am something like Bobby Fischer
Cause I am an grandmaster
Everything I do I involve God
That's why my style Godly and blessed
Learned alot from my past
Wise man once said Rhyme Slayers will take over
So sexy around the pen I am something like Don Juan