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I seen so many bodies, I started going to church, put in so much work my soul was tainted with dirt, I asked the pastor, how do you know what to say, and she replied that she meditates an hour a day now that is deep, keep the devil at bay, satan be gone it ain't long cause the savior is awake yes I was dead, but then baptized in fire my spirit because its higher my flesh baptized in water now honey keeps me from rotting its cookies when I'm aroused but death when I'm pissed off, fighting a holy war and my emblem is of a cross thank God I'm no longer lost, now I look at the valley no problem help you across, I'll bring you back to the light if you let me return your sight, no I am not perfect my words are an advice but before it was to add vice, funny how things change with age you get wise you live it and you can change it got tired of living with hatred now let me school you on nature, if you got nothing good to teach no point in a conversation.