My time is comin
But what is time
Who am i
Who is god
Do u have faith
Or is it like a job
Following that way
Like your dad and mom
Think for your self
We all seek help
Sink in right now
And link in with your health
Might be too much
So put it on the shelf
But if u feelin the touch
Then sink in and melt
Lookin for branches
Searching for matches
Tryn provide the spark
To guide the ma**es
That rhyme like ma**ive
While still being pa**ive
They all just fascists
I just want my matches
Struttin in woods
Under the moon
Crazy how woods
And moon don't room
Wait i meant rhyme
But what is really time
Is that just a sign
That inside ya mind
Like its all written out
And I'm some kind of god
Yep thats true
But u on the dot
It flown thru our blood
We here from the start
Energy never created
Or destroyed
So as u look around
Bible or quaran
All that ever was
Was made by the same one
Unknown town
But dope i just found
The torch to pa**
I'm gone for now