"F" Kinda Day

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Friends...
Got a few Ride to die til the end...
And ones who are pretend...
Definitely got them...
Family is what I was born with..
Some I inherited on the streets...
More blood than the ones on my family tree...

Future...
Really not sure...
I only deal with the real mature...
Have no time for the insecure...
Got to leave them behind as I take flight and endure...
The journey GOD has for me...
Many just stick around to keep exploiting me...
I feel sorry for those...
That think they can get over, as if I don't know..
Snakes in the grass...
About to get explosives up they ass...
Always with the trash...
Garbage without the cans...
Exposed for their ugly...
Forces of evil belong under my feet...
Steady smiling at me...
Crooked, Broken and fake grinning...
About to get cracked out the park, like we in the 9th inning...

Fake as they can be...
Always trying to impress me...
Not realizing...
That when they speak against me...
They are treading...
On my anointing...
They must not realize the GOD I serve...
The only GOD of Abraham, Isaac, Jacob:
Creator of the Universe...

Flesh...
Of mine will always be my test...
I got to do what I know best..
And leave it all to JESUS...
To deal with...
I can turn the other cheek...
Back...
And pop the shit out they ass..
I'm from a whole different class...
Teaching lessons with one hand...
One slap...
On demand...
On how the hell they need to act...
But the Saul of Tarsus in me was laid to rest long ago...
I still live in this world...
So just in case they need to know...
I am one to not speak...
Just one to get with it...
Real street...
Stay sweet...
And missions always complete...
Start to finish...
Not like these fake wannabes...
Tryna be...
Can never be...
The me...
They cry that I never make it..
Out of the pit...
Please GOD broke the mold when HE created me...
Not conceit...
Real complete...
Never compete...
Not in my kind of breed...
Rare and concrete...
Resistant to defeat...
But that's just me...
Bleed loyalty...
Born into Royalty...
Life tends to get lonely...
I don't deal with phonies...
Leeches always tryin to hold on to me...
Never want to see me...
They know whose daughter I be...
The one true living king...
JESUS, my true family and friend; whom died for me...

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