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of herbal essence
Thank you God for this blessing 
My blood sugar off the scale surrounded by all this cake
No she do not smoke shake
But she will wake n bake

a curveball
the universe is Cy Young, never incurs balks
strike by umpire, it's God, Devil's on third
shortstop: Psych, observe score
go cool off, we're through

it can't be satiated ever by anyone

If you look at patients in a hospital
Trying each day to fix the wrongs
Working hard to get better
And you hear

hold us
But nobody can
While you steady holding grudges
I'll be holding my fam
Seal the in my mind, and I hope it expands
While they all still wonder why

of beauty that only you can reveal
Woman yo' soul is gold
Carefully crafted by God, this here is art in form of man
My heart follow you when you scram
In

as fuck like Otto
Pull up on your crew and hit you with the fully auto
Hide the fucking drugs behind the god damn fern
Making money by the ton like Mr.

All my life I done the find way
Working all day, Sunday to Monday
Like a runner needs to solve maze
It's not by my power, all is by His grace

calls I never answer damn I'm being impolite
I justify it by I'm always working and I'm busy
May God protect my soul the angels are walking with me
for

There’s a lot of people forced to define truth by what they suffer
And without an ultimatum makes you wonder
Like damn, we see it again
Woman or a dude,

and then i killed you with it
Okay im a hoe , now what more can you say ?
Trap by the night and I rap by the day
Its to Goddess she pray , cause God told her

?
Probably not
Wonder how many haters I'm going to have when this drop
In fact I never needed music to be hated on by some dudes passing by
Maybe I'll

Yeah, Tomi Favored Ya'll
Yeah I got something to say
Listen
Mothers cry, yeah fathers die
Brothers walk away and then You wonder why
Yeah there is

round
And found myself right back where I started
Out smarted by geography
And only then did I see that he was waiting for me the whole time
A God in his

Yeah, Tomi Favored Ya'll
Yeah I got something to say
Listen

Mothers cry, yeah fathers die
Brothers walk away and then You wonder why
Yeah there is

walk around with a piece 
I just keep the script on me I'm not talking TV
They don't see me working so they wonder call em Stevie 
You see the son is

represent the youth
Prisons that they sending you
It isn't on my schedule
Thank god I can see the light
I can finally see your face
Wonder what it means

I'm from Des Moines 
Pardon my French 
Working on my craft with a hammer n wrench 
Oh? your weeds strong? 
Then how much do it bench? 
Proud of my

backwards
Bulletproof robe for these fruity pebble devils
Walked the planet in some sandals
Made of wooly mammoth leather
Working wonders on the people
With

working on my shit, I can't
stop now And I can't watch you all the time and keep you locked down
The feelings ain't there but the sex is
Oh my god, you

running wild 
Reminisce 
On firsts 
cnd lasts 
Wonder where they went now 
Innocence fades
cs years slip away
Slid into the wrong crowd and
Big decisions

refuse to lose my faith cause I'm a man of God
And my thinking's changed, I'm finally growing up a bit
Can't be bothered for the drama, bro I've had enough

you for putting this confidence In me
Them compliments got to me
I was alterboy you put some you put God in me
You saw my lows as a kid you guided me
I

to the beach?


We walked the gulf coast. God had killed all the fish to make room for the trash. No picture or drawing could capture our wonder at all

and inside
I'm tug-of-warring between my three eyes
My old, crabby shell left by the wayside
Bucket "fuck it" upwards I climb
Working to make the world on more