Baptize

I was born by the river
Place I am delivered
From all the sins that left my body quivered
Walked in shivered
Water was too cold
A small price to pay for the Lord to save my soul
He made the roads and paid the tolls
I wanna stroll down those streets paved in gold
Heaven is the prize
In the event of demise
A word to the wise
Baptize

Wash my sins away
Soap is hope rinse and lather
Fingerprints blood splatter
Brain matter
I rather gather facts to form conclusions
Seclusion birthed in the midst of an intrusion
What we see is an illusion
Confusion leads to contusions
As I drop more solutions
Their rapport is collusion
Police brutality bonds fund the officers shooting
Black executions lead to looting
They killed Fred Hampton
They killed Huey Newton
If only what we know now we knew then
No representation at the UN
Politician purses packed by the pursuing
Suing through litigation
Prolific proliferation of hateful reiterations from an evil population
Insidious insinuations limit our liberation
In this Indignant nation that robbed indigenous patrons
Patience great things take time
Can't divide the divine
Lines crossed left many lost in their mind
Sought to find that which was mine
Refined my approach
Against those who encroach, poach and coach all the cults
A snake could never stand straight
Dirty palms when they handshake
They over tax and over push a vax that they mandate
Expanded on the landscape
Began to doubt the outlook
Corporate crooks in cahoots with a government that now took
More than a few lives truth lies in the optics
Ate the forbidden fruit
Opted to raise my octave
Desperate for them to stop it
No respite for their profit
Inflation put our stimulus checks back in their pockets
Plot twist
Forced agendas out of the closet
That mark won't be posh when they toss you in that mosh pit
Posture of a prophet that persevered and prospered
Remained proper without having the need to proffer
Proctor my exam and be enamored by my genius
From the genealogy of leaders never shown lenience
Being greedy is not one of my ingredients
Obedience is for the meek but I reek the mystique of an Iron Sheik
Defiantly seek paradise with parasites
Repairing what apparently caused them to be paralyzed
Prepared my eyes for the mystery to come
A litany of misery to some
From slums

I was born by the river
Place I am delivered
From all the sins that left my body quivered
Walked in shivered
Water was too cold
A small price to pay for the Lord to save my soul
He made the roads and paid the tolls
I wanna stroll down those streets paved in gold
Heaven is the prize
In the event of demise
A word to the wise
Baptize