[Freeverse: Campana]
So I guess time, to state my conflicts internally
This world is a furnace, furthermore it's burning me
We turning to currency, and do it quite currently
But the current is coming, what's the ocean got stored for me
Ordered to orderly get a career and certainly
Make a living, while living in a villa so comfortably
And maybe on weekends, you'll enjoy some company
Accompanied by the fact we're all dressed by subtle-ties (tees)
We're suddenly coveting and our angels are wondering
If we'll abide by the covenant, I'm tired wandering
I'm tired of pondering, if I'll ever hit poverty
To prevent that, when I'm financially ready I'll give to
Charity, bury me in the same grave I rose from
Maybe then you'll focus, you'll see I'm chosen
You'll see I'm imposed by my devotions
It's not that important, I know you're novice
I know you notice, that tainted potion;
It's painted poison, you kept you poise and
Lesson learned and I learned a lesson
Better count your blessings, one'll come up missin'
Better hold your loved ones, or they'll come up distant
This life is a story, and it's all fictitious
Fixate your vision, do so with precision
I made it my mission, to make sure they listen