My soul has fallen into a black hole
because money and drugs
have taken over my soul.
Black thoughts are constantly on my mind
and they have put me into a deep grind.
Things got worser as my faith in God caved in.
And to my horror,
I emerged from a deep dark pit as Satan.
I began to spread to the world crimes and diseases.
And the next day, I emerged as Jesus.
I spreaded peace and love
to everybody I enlisted
but underneath, I was really evil
and therefore, my mind and soul was twisted.
I'm losing the war between good and evil in my head.
and to relieve myself from all of this grief,
I think that I wanna be dead.
A week later,
I'm in a mental hospital recieving treatment
and I'm hoping that these nurses
could stop this evil impedement.
As I'm dying slowly
as I can feel my spirit leaving me
and now I'm conscious
as I feel my spirit leaving my body.
I wished that I hadn't sinned
because my life in earth has been takened.
Then I fell into another deep sleep
and woke up feeling heated.
I was mad because I let myself fall
into the ranks of the defeated.
In my dream, I fought with Satan for twelve rounds.
In the end, I was the one on the ground.
But those thoughts vanished quickly as I watched this new world before me.
I met Solomon and we chatted often.
But soon I found out
that he was from the hoods of Compton.
One day, he presented me with a ruby stone.
But soon as I touched it,
it turned into a bloody bone.
Then at the corner of my eye,
I saw Christ stalking around
with a hatchet and a gun.
Right then, I knew that he wasn't the Holy One.
The next day, I woke up screaming
but to my pleasant surprise,
I was only dreaming.
I was back in my body
and not in any evil places.
To make sure of this, I checked my face.
You can bet that I learned my lesson
which is to stop soul-guessing.
I've decided to ressurect my conscience
and put an end to this nonsense.
I'm going to live my life on the right path
to avoid the Satan's wrath,
when the time comes to decide my aftremath.