I had Groovy ask me
"Yo, do you rap"
I said I'm an artist
she said,
"nah, but do you rap
cause your bars is hard"
I looked into her eyes
and beyond the scars
I seen she
was a star, taking off
where the elect be
selectively choosing what she could
select to be,
I said she was a star so
celestially,
she was operating in her lane
professionally
whats meant to be can't be stopped,
it's meant be
for stars to be praising God
as they was meant to be,
a blessed creation of the Creator,
sent to me,
was souls that night
that might unlock more than what
I know at the time of this writing,
guiding me was angels
I talk to on the regular with more
than just guidance,
but direct intel from The Most High
Himself, I could see the future
but I don't gotta
put the trophy on the shelf
to see my self in the reflection of nothing more than a idol,
American born but I swore no oath
would be a thorn to me from reality,
my wisdom teeth in check
I ain't have no cavities,
I woke up this morning on
and yawned and made bands
causally,
He orchestrated the symphonies
and removed sin from me,
why would I not want to elevate
spiritually,
they say
you only strong as your weakest link
so individually,
I need all y'all to be strong,
let's find something in common
and be
