[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