HE IS IN ME.

He works from 12 to 12 Please believe hes living wellBut keeps to himself Cause people bring drama, and drama is a living hell Walks with a swag That no other niggas have So what; he's a dad But he loves his daughter and he takes care of that Prays every day and nightRight before he rolls and lightsThe best of the green for his mind to take flight Dont get it wrong, he can go without it But whatever brings peace to; he's all about itThey say men cry in the dark but he weeps when its time to Express himself through MC'n and poetic rhymes too He's like the father, the son, and the holy ghost times two The reincarnated Osirus, here in the fleshHead strong with his heart, and give all things his best Stays in tune with the stars, sun and, moon Cause if you're mind cant grow then your spirit cant consume The treasures of wisdom that were made to be given Keeps street niggas close but knows to keep his distance Knows of temptations has control to keep resistance He gets subliminal sexual offers but he needs them to know When will they learn; this God needs a queen not a hoeTo feed him a meal when the caves of his stomach is growlinTo bathe him of his sins and calm him by the sun rays of her smilin'But they probably wont find eachother anytime soonBrotha if you can't see this God inside of youThen hope will give up and thats the honest truthIt's been heard 98 percent of faith never follows throughBut the word says that the real magic lies in the other 2Those men that make the best friends or come off kind of oddCould be the man of our dreams with the soul of a God.