Brandon Burlsworth

I pray the spirit of Brandon Burlsworth
Be manifested in due time
Let the young men
Be fortified with new minds
Your possibilities
Can be
Still achieved
We still at ease
The kill
Is even
But it's still a dream
That we bob and weave in
Doors are opened
Through your devotion
Character
Keeps you in a room eating
With your clique
Link in like
A zoom meeting
To whom we've been
Giving our mindset and
Our time to?
What the devil assigned you
Will never define you
I pray that you fine you
Assume we've been
In quarantine like
Foreign kings unbothered by
Traffic on our platforms
As far as streams
You harvest things but
What we harvest
Is hearts of people
He taught us to talk
And teach you
Flee darkness
And walk in peace
What more can be
Is exactly what you thought
You seen
I'm talking dreams
You stopped
Believing cause it's not you season
What doctor we've been
Keeping in touch with
Giving us justice
For what just is
And You knowing what
Justice is entrusted with

So trust your gift
Understand
That it's not just a niche
Or what they call a niche
In the market place for you to compete Or
Shout out to free pour
And every independent artist
That's tryna make the farthest

Just know that your the Father's
And still important regardless

If you live a life that's Godless
Or not knowing what your
Call is

The Blood of Christ still
Made you flawless

So don't focus on your lawlessness
So much that you fall off
A cliff

Just see the sheep around you
Need to keep you free
Because it's wolves among you
Are the conduit that the kingdom
Come through
That's your value
So don't let the streets
Defile you

As soon as you believe

Now you
You

Then you gone see one of your Brothers
Like

Wow you too

We saw each other

Son of my mother Thomasine
She the kinda queen
That really cooked and cleaned
Yeah my childhood was wild good
That sounds good
But understand
There was a man there
In his office like a boss is
Real
Kings know what the cost is
Yeah they take the losses in
For the sake of subjects
If you hear the word of truth
Then your faith will come Next
Yeah that's the power
That's keeping us in this
Hour
With the gangsters
And the cowards
Not the liquor
And sour
It's the king who crowns us