Agree

 Gonna have to get to a point

That silence will not kill the gat

Pointed as a fact

Of yes I have been sackt

To pass on facts

That can never be a sub tract

Only acts

Coming on as I have a schack

Just stow a way for that day

Where it becomes a verbal act

Taken as oh shit hats that pit you can get rid

Of to save the de vice

Of Godly advice

Giving from above

Some call me trife

While lives continue to be strife

Of

Can I make this happen without or with that next temptation of try to get this Baby Fife

But how that be that’s you trife

For doubting I can speak on knives and guns

Being worth less then my life

In this game over yours

Who is yours to me Wife

Well I’m ready to connect

Physically

And

Intellectually

In order to

For us get that

Better this time and knot the next

For the kids

Needing meaning

Of

Minds

Realized trife is strife

And the trickery sold and worked out

As our life at hand

To succeed that

Ultiment

No kill me if we strive to

Never go under

Separated again

My minds nots determined

On some stolen land

Cause I’m your man with our

Energizing

Ourselves

Live

Not obligated

But

Required by our peeps alive in soul and physical friends!!!

Buck if you trust!

Your Man