Repentance

I was a small town kid, that prayed for fame, riches and millions

Preacher promised power with proper care and discipline

I wasn't listening, wanted to switch these dull eyes for Rinnegan

Bible physician, promised a Life full of adrenaline

Still Wasn't hearing it, busy practicing shots Kris Middleton

Dotting eyes in cross Tees, I'm a product of discontent

Thought I was prodigy while Holy Spirit was a resident, should be harmonious

But my hearts was weary and dissonant

So I'm thinking, what's the point of prophecy if I'm feeling malevolent

Co-Signed my soul to serve the country and travel continents

Contemplating life choices while hosting women, risky business

Many soul ties wrapped around my wrist, feeling Ben Tennyson