Sacred Safe

Sacred safe. Are your keys encaged. Chase those saints away. Sacred safe. Are your hearts engaged. Keep those saints away. Born of a sufferer might die a sufferer Fight like a sufferer might rise as a sufferer Took me a couple of lifetimes to toughen up Each life like one hell of a ride buckle up Keep on trucking we Einsteins of fuckin up These are the breaks you shake it off or suck it up Or sabotage through self-destruct We camouflage with healthy blunts I'm finding comfort in my personal space of pain I'm just a sculpture getting shaped by mistakes I've made Got performative friends weasels need to weed out my life I'm praying to the voice of Morgan Freeman at night Just when I thought I'm peaking seeing the light Off the strength of a few Kegels she gonna squeeze out a tyke And that's my baby boy I'm making bricks out the clay and soil To pave my way to my greatest joy Today I’m feeling even worse b Even single person on earth irks me Lawdamercy The skin affliction to my pigments now extended to my upper arm I have no idea whattagworn And normally if chicks approach wit a come on I might nod But now they like “come on” I’m like nah I mourn the age before the gods conspired The era when I was not tired Blood clot fire Feel like I’m being burned on a pyre Feel like I’m being turned to a bird on a wire It’s way too much to swallow When a part of me like follow me to wallow in the mire I’m like yes iyah And regularly on edge Here’s another shot at tryna be honest Vital part of makin omelettes is break eggs Despite all of it I still remember that Jah bless Been sipping light rum in the dark all day. Tell my fam run when they come by to pray. Be by the grace of I find my way. Said if I must die then I’ll die my way. Come the world scream get up. The late up and wakes the wounds need stitch up. Body aches the wait til break of dawn. A song sings wait be strong. When arms give shake hold on. The goal seem far throw long. Seek. The call of dreams beyond sleep. That same ol you can’t lose when ya track record o and o. You can’t win when you trying to chase so and so. But if the storm must stay. The wind gives warn and the sky goes grey. I’ll bite sharp tongue while I spark my j what a biddy bum bum