“Then flew one of the seraphims unto me, having a live coal in his hand, which he had taken with the tongs from off the altar,”
(Isaiah 6:6)
To row, to row, forsho, the "Show..."
To 6 fit deep, this the "hole," to attain the 2pac "goal."
And to do the Smalls, the Prince of Lies, and the Santa Clause.
And the clause is when one chooses to fall, while she shops at the mall.
To be all in, on the Sin and Djinns, and we sip the Gin and Juice.
Because she didn't "use," but to push and pull, we're on the same page.
That's when she turns around and says we should invest in "Lays."
So we layaway the San Fransico Bay, the Beltane May, to prepare the rodeo.
To Go-Gadget-Go, aka to be strapped, to be forgiven, my lips are chaped.
With nothing to do, to do the Blue's Clue, to get Ye ass clapped.
And the back track the rap, the Nickleback Sack, and the Photograph.
To roc Jacob's Staff, and the Burning Bush, this the 9/11 in today's day.
This was her first lesson on thinkin like shades of gray.
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