Interlude

I try to live life right, but these cowards hating
It's like everywhere I go, I run into Satan
Intelligence, a blessing or a curse
The writing out hurts

You know that I'm thankful
Ecstatic cry naturally
I want to go to church
I want to be faithful

I turn weak for the fruit
Cause it be there tasteful
Protected in guidance during psychedelic experiences
Good karma, a call for life

Magic yoga meditation
Has the wind smoked my blunt
I write to God in peace
Is the beauty gay

All eaten out and falling away
Keep me out of jail
Or I'm going to be sitting down writing you again
Make sure you keep looking out for my fam

If this life's on, the beast are better
Thanks for blessing me with my life
Language friction justified by Jesus
Justified by Jesus

Till health and beauty are departed
The life too wrecked for man to mend
This life is too wrecked for man to mend
Living in a project began to stun the gang to sleep

Mary Jane slept beside me in the chair
And I got up being awake alone there thinking I wanted air
How long those ticking clocks had gone
From church to chapel, on and on

How long those ticking clocks had gone
Ticking the time out, ticking slow
To all you young cunts and punks who'd come and go
You have your life to cry and die for

Live it now
By rights alone, I'd be a millionaire
Everybody wants to bum a ride on the hip hop roller coaster
The night after the church was built

We read the Bible for three to five days
And one of these dark winter nights
He'll learn I mean, by rights, I'd be the Lord of you
I've got it all

Wrote down to prove it
The book he loaned me, give him back
Star come up through the sky
Come on

Well have the girls and when it's gone
For if they had the skill to draw their plan
And skills a joy to any man
Enjoy the show from birth to rest

Strength and skill together
They were happier men than us
Strength and skill
They had to die the same as everyone and die

So pray or else I'll knock your head off
And all the bright goes out of eyes
And all the skill goes out of hands
And all the wise brain understands

And all the beauty, all the power
Is cut down like a withered flower
It's just in the show
It's an illusion

It's a parody
Enjoy it
Prayer
God bless