I’m melancholy
Melanin better when the weather
Bend the dopamine
I’m woke now, love the day, the King reign
How many months, twelve tribes and Judah
Got the Savior on the coldest one
It’s God gift, presence will preserve if you let it
But we Lot’s wife, we backspace
We got that MacBook, how that fruit taste
You eat hell, we drink Welch
We got that bread, got that body blood
Ozempic don’t sell, you don’t say
I don’t smell like fire, yea I got close
That other Michael Jordan know I got smoke
We burnt offerings

It’s strange fire when Moses taught
You to alter kin, even Aaron seen his parents
Grieve a son, that’s Ra to Pharaoh
In love with that star light
Til God brought em Gotham
And now they problem is dark nights
You clothed in His righteous
And go to threads just to start fights
We knucking and bucking
Man we ain’t virgins, we off white
We juxtaposition when
Hypostatic makes loss light
We ask Athanasias explain them natures, boy
I’m Ric Flair with the noise
Oh, you gotta choice
Choose the crystal stair with Langston
Or the way where you cross Christ