DWYCK FREESTYLE

[Verse]
An angel is a thought of Allah manifested in the flesh
Do you know who you are?
Sweet as sugar cane, certified raw
Born on 2/24, Tuesday, Mardi Gras
Hardcore spit, raised on grits, cornbread, and turnip greens
Vivid, full-color dreams
I used to sleepwalk and talk to imaginary friends
They were real, not pretend
Seeing things before they happened
Déjà vu, started noticing a pattern
Any time I'd think too hard, my nose start bleeding
I blamed it on God
'Cause I didn't believe in the reverend
Forced to go to church, every Saturday at 7
For Christ sake, man, Christ fake
Barely 6 years old, almost got raped
After that, I ain't really have much faith
It took a long time for me to feel safe
Been carrying that burden for years
That's the source of my fears and most of my tears
I'm a fighter though, where my lighter go?
Firestarter, call me Charlie, igniter flow
'Cause when I get pissed off, rockets will lift off
Heads could get clipped off
That energy is Qliphoth
High and lower self, gotta balance 'em
Everything shifting now, makes it more challenging
It's all part of our evolution
Order from the chaos, peaceful solutions