Peace of Me

Yea right, I heard em. ain’t important. How he’s speaking could cost us a fortune. And I ain’t got a fortune, may I have fortune. He’s a moron. A bozo, hydra, gorgon. Catholic, mormon. Sorry, sorta. I ain’t wanna bore or offend ya. I might need a reprimand, ‘fore I get worse. I hope my gifts, don’t turn to curse. Nothings worse than hurt, no crime, no work. It just takes a minute when you’re in it then its finished and you’re winning, your peace is beginning, living, thriving and breathing. Remember the dude from the beginnings achievements? Nothing, leave em. Make your life something you like, don’t wait for him to leave. Only you know what you need. Peace. Bring it. I dare you. Not that demon. Peace. Try me bitch, I won’t give an inch. I got heart. So why I need reason? Peace. Bring it. I dare you. Not that demon. Peace. Try me bitch, I won’t give an inch. I got heart. So why I need reason? Why I need reason? It’s cuz I need a better thing. Some medicine embedded for my bettering. Not a battering. I’m a veteran, my sentencing. Part of my identity. Identify with levity. They laugh at my behind, But I only look ahead of me. Teehee that’s just me. Comedy. Off a bridge I pee. Oh it’s cold. Oh it’s deep. Mention my priors when I sing. Richard things. Knicks in armor. Jalen Brunson, Let me Lin. It’s Jerry, me. Let me have my peace or leave me be I can’t deal with me or you or we And so i sleep… Peace. Bring it. I dare you. Not that demon. Peace. Try me bitch, I won’t give an inch. I got heart. So why I need reason? Peace. Bring it. I dare you. Not that demon. Peace. Try me bitch, I won’t give an inch. I got heart. So why I need reason? Why I need reason Meaning I done sit here all my seasons. I done feared glitz, it is weird but it brings heat, and heat brings burning if a lot. So I like heat but not too hot. If I was fruit then I would rot, but I’m too raw and skins too hard. Meat and bones is on. Part my tissue, tenderloin, it’s all too soft. Cut clean like silken cloth. Leave my peace to fate, that’s constant change. Not one with me harangued- I state that stains eradicate our balance. So you and I, let’s get em. For us Satan is no challenge. Peace. Bring it. I dare you. Not that demon. Peace. Try me bitch, I won’t give an inch. I got heart. So why I need reason? Peace. Bring it. I dare you. Not that demon. Peace. Try me bitch, I won’t give an inch. I got heart. So why I need reason? Why I need reason? Because when I’m without it my vision feels clouded