Before I was on this earth I was known. Went from being a myth, to born a legend. The funny thing is Pops made me a high level peasant.
He wasn't present, a dead beat.
Barely even spoke to me until I was dead meat.
Three days later I was on my feet I got up out of there.
Went to see my peeps told them I was out of here.
Time laps...
Over 2000 years.
Now I'm doing poetry in front of descendants of those who murdered me But I'm not my dad!
I won't hold you accountable for something you didn't ask for. That's how you cause a domino effect. Instead, I mind my own business.
Writing and laughing at these prayers I am projecting on the ceiling laid-back and be chilling.
Humanity be ill'n.
Believing I'm Captain save them nigga. At one point, maybe, now, mostly, not but cop-a-squat there's more...
Wasn't it my dad that planned this whole thing?
So why my man Just-Lu get blamed for everything? Sounds like he has accountability issues so he created somebody to blame. It's probably why he so ashamed to show his fucking face.
IN RJ WE TRUST me,
it's the shame.
Ruthless!
A GWA.
You think he wild'n now, wait till you hear the parables from back in the day.
A People Master, check.
Unstable emotionally, check.
A vampire not sure but bloodthirsty, check.
Not giving a fuck, double check.
All you blind followers trying to make it into heaven, good luck!
No matter what...
It's lottery but if you flatter me I might can get your name bumped up.
Knowing my merciful loving daddy I promise you no guarantee.
Now back to me...
(Sighs) Yeah I'm back please, don't bother me.
Like y'all say nowadays, keep that same energy.
I'll be around City to city, state to state global eventually speaking the good word...
thru poetry.
Written by Rebeljesus
