From the day I was born, I was to be destroyed
my father didn’t like me, Because I wasn’t a boy
I played with GI Joes and Tonka trucks
my grandmother was color struck
I read this once in a bible verse
the first will be last and the last will be first
Born into generational sin will heaven let me in?
Hell & back is where I’ve been ink flowing from Habakkuk’s pen
This is about a family curse evil schemes and wicked plans
the funny way grandpa shook a man’s hand
Grandmas in the garden planting dollar trees
Grandpas deep in idolatry feels like eyes are watching me
If James was Jesus brother why am I praying to Jesus Mother?
How can she give eternal life she was just Joseph’s wife
In the wizard of OZ the point of the story is there is no God
We’re asleep and just dreaming wake up the devil’s scheming
Another day like Solomon Grundy
Want to jump but not feeling budgie
Grandma sacrificed all of her children
I was next in line but I knew this
Chop her up in seven pieces cast her into the sea
She got what she deserved for trying to bewitch me
Locked and loaded the points are hollow
Like Jason Bourne I know I’m followed
These are satanic confessions of a manic depression
they tried to kill me couldn’t see the real me
Born on August the 19th lion hearted
you want to battle me I’m gone start it
Dined on black and white checks
Blessing our food with much respect
Elbows off the table tassels and golden lassos
please pass the salt and the tobasco
Went to catholic school when I was young
Feared nuns more than men with guns
Break some bread drink some wine
Yesterdays is Auld Lang Syne
This might come as a shock
Grandmas kissing on black and white rocks
Grandpa kneeling on black and white blocks
running around in my socks
No blood no remission
No ticket no admission
NWO is getting in position
Time to make a decision
This generation is falling under
666 is their number
This world is torn asunder
9/11 feels the thunder
Lion of Judah time to roar
Hurricanes time to pour
33’s the total, but who’s keeping score
Knocking on heaven’s door
"I CAN"T TAKE NO MORE"
This bastard came from the east
bearing the mark of the beast
You listening but you don’t hear it though
this battle is spiritual
Why I’ll never see fortune and fame
why I’ll never see lights in my name
Why I’m marked the family shame
too intelligent to play the game
Blood sacrifice rolls the dice
No surprise to open eyes
I guess I’ll just talk until I’m blue in the face
I’m just trying to save the younger race
Time to wake up and flip some pages
satanic rituals played out on stages
If you scared then you should be
open your eyes no time to sleep
Immortalities the number nine
the world trade center stood like 11
Secrets throughout the family clan
watch what people do with their hands
The time is the mark of the beast
Ripples in the wall and the sign of Qi
It’s about to get dark so you can’t see
I’m gone light it up so follow me
Jesus where you at it’s time to come on back
You been gone way too long the devils getting way too strong.