I’m finding a way to be alone In Yahweh’s love I’m always gonna find my
Home I learned to love myself without messages
On my phone The Christ of the scripture would greet you
With a shalom Instead of lashing out, I’ve been speaking
To stone not tempted to cheat as I
To it the a journal
With all the trials, I’m learning
up a fresh the bridges burning
Reaping Bonhoeffer’s protests to prophet down his
United still pimp
Every currency spent, I still pay my
eating pasta and Still accusations my
Like a What you think disciple
ain’t reading your So what gonna do
Y’all even y’all’s of
my of these birds I
talented black talent’s a slur
law got my neighbors
now a whole got spurs
gonna I can’t the as you
I can’t it you scrapping with the kangaroos
trust wouldn’t what Bader
One Yago would
due
To the Most High
Roy, Adonai
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praises and glory