Chaos cannot collapse into coherence,
So I cant lower the threshold of logical adherence,
But still Spitting rhymes in speeds and times, givin nosebleeds to your parents,
Getting metaphorical in senses and tautological in degrees of duality,
And no pretenses of needless acceptance of the limits of humanity,
Devils cant save you from the levels of sure clarity,
God gave me the ability and i’m giving you great charity.
He gave me the message and thats what this sage’s stressing,
And if you miss it at this stage I guess you’ll keep guessing.
I’m not trying to be Jesus -
Not denying the fact that he leads us.
I’m not gonna detract that he frees us!
But I refute the retards and the bards that deceive us.
I preach truth to the root of the few blessed who adhere.
I reach through to the new and the rest who out there.
I teach, schooling the restless and clue in the senseless who dare,
Profusely blab blasphemous news and refuse to have clear views.
Only one way to be fair when they’ve seen the intervening meaning
now they choose;
Reverence in Humility or revell in iniquity, mire in teeming hell fires or Live forever with divinity.
So you know this has nothing to do with me.
I’m just a servant sent to present and proclaim in His name
The same gospel shared and spread since the savior came.
And with no shame I intend to claim no pretend fame….

Written by RauCous