War Within Self And I'm Not Alone

War within self and I'm not alone not made like the masses I'm not a clone Rok stop yelling lower your tone Ok I will and still maintain the name of Christ in monotone I call on him like I'm on the phone If cops around I'll leave The phone alone speak to the Lord hands free tell the cop I have a better home I meditate in a zone with the Lord King on the throne this God watches over me like a flying Drone like a shepherd who's rounds his sheep and we're Going home no more to be lead astray there's many options I'm a choose plan A all other plans will leave you astray You dodging the Son rays no heat in your camp Your in a dark shade grey areas all day I walk with Yahweh Three hundred in sixty and five days the age of Enoch Walking with Christ he wasn't found he was beamed up He talk to the Lord how he would redeem us using Noah's Hand was the plan to build an Ark deep floods raised it up Rain falls 40 days and 40 nights wicked was flushed Beneath the earth crust waters gushed from the sky Bottom waters touched that was a preserving for us Lineage of Christ the bloodline from being corrupt