Godbody

Yo
This Godbody in the flesh
Just some cartilage at best
Nothing more, nothing less
Than some tissue and some breath
To circulate a nigga chest and
Hemoglobin for finesse and
Metaphysical duress to
Make the spirit manifest nigga
For all the scattered
Afro-asiatic israelites
Dispersed across the Earth
I’m sneaking scripture through the gigabytes
And liberating masses while
They jiggalate they asses
I’m slowly sipping on molasses
While I smoke some sticky hashish nigga

I hit the blunt because I’m way too tense
I gotta watch it how I weigh two cents
These niggas partial and they play the fence
Now either you down or I ain’t convinced
Man you know all that talkin is lame as shit
Either you show me or remain a bitch
And I dealt with niggas who just can’t repent
We had some issues over bills and rent
I spoke with homie but ain’t seen him since
I let it go and give it to God
Cause what you reap is
What you till in the sod
And it really ain’t no feelings involved
The sentimental resolves
I expect the walls when I’m trying to evolve
Letting go of all the people I love
Man when it flood nigga look for the dove
I built a float because I knew what it was
I spike my coffee just to even the buzz and
Throw tobacco in my joint with the bud
I kept it trill when nobody was watching
No alternative option
Was in the swamp drinking muddy concoctions
I talk slick like I work at the auction
The highest bidder when it come to the flossing
This chinchilla make me look like a opossum
Playing dead but was listening closely
Glass of vino and a platter of gnocchi
Now ain’t the time to provoke me
Don’t slip, you never know if I’ll trip
I keep calm then I go for my hip
Now you can go for my bitch but
You better come with more than your lip
And your whip better be fully equipped
This bitch is bougie as shit
So grab your purse cause we fixin to dip
I whip a six like I’m mixing a brick
She hate crackers but we slept at the Ritz
A black madonna who love suckin some dick
Some natural tits and voluptuous hips
A waist built by a mountain of grits
I had to grab me a plate
Thicker than a snicker, how could I wait?
Then I eat it til there’s nothing to scrape
My beard is frosty as flakes and
Wipe my face while I (burr) it was great
Now, as of late, I ain’t able to sleep
I been cold blooded like I’m cradling sleet
Cheat and you can barely compete
Aye fuck friendship, I’m playing for keeps
It’s game over and I’m still in my cleats
Flowing poetic as Keats