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