"Confessions of Soul" By Bonafide
 

I got a good reason for sinning just listen to this
wasnt winning so i was pissed so i stopped pistons and wished
maybe i was praying but i dont know whats i was saying
too many circles of evil this is the ring i live
will God forgive me for the things i did
my crib's built of insane minds of mental institutions
riding in the rental saying its mine......................
..........................its all coming back like retribution
damn its confusing the light and dark is abusing me
become lost in forces changing course its consuming me
it feels like a big game im being used like chess pieces
its all the same questions one day will i rest in peace
will it ever cease im between the battle of devils and gods
walking straight and talking fates is hard like meddle in bogs
soggy, broken, unstable logs hold my life together
if you added a feather it would crumble and fall
i bearly hear whispers never mind a mumble at all
i'll stay humble till called on so i can illuminate
blow up the scene throw up the green cruising great
but for my sake i'll wait cause im tainted by Satan
never fuck waiting i'll start my art and begin painting
im not a saint but i can still make my own prayer
hot as my strength i'll go far beyond my lengths and care
i glare at my enemies like this was the end of me
i speak to youo cause you're a friend to me
i hear ticking and conversations of "its a bomb sir"
i have light and dark forces i wonder which will conquer

just something from my rhyme book, didnt really care about structure on this.

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