She swore I drowned till I emerged to the surface

Knew life was worth it when I found my purpose

Bubbles burp out the chalk, bile and spit stains,

there's crude resentment all up in these verses

Berate the priests, eyes green with greed, tithes taken in allurance

Poverty a perchant when mindsets converge, a tribalist's insurgence

Bottle up my thoughts, can't right my wrongs with Henny at sunday service

Perception portent, imminent hatred mistaken for lives accursed

Cardigan stay navy, lieutenant of blues, relive my anguish in cursive

I know church is in service, jotting merciless spirals around my purpose

And carmine on the blouse, blood stay thicker than any pacific nation

Hollow out my mind on business - vacations,

day trading retrospect for introspection, my way of playstation -

escapin all the dismal wavelengths, penning my safe haven

race baitin' north stars with harriot heart

still chasin' abe lincolns

triad of time like seeing constellations in liminal spaces

circadian rhythm, my routine takes subliminal patience

but only triad in our hearts lives in trinity, aint it

triangle on my back like bermuda, breadcrumbs in hand like I'm a freemason

personify my words, can never die, subject to cremation

extortion taking place of exoneration - souls lost in damnation

cuz all they see is an empty throne for the taken - Jesus can't save em