My life will always have a purpose as long as I have a rhyme
I will always remember who I am as long as my hair is nappy
I have so many tears to cry because I am so happy
and I hear the angels sounding
like pen against paper bounding
to make it work again
There is air in these words and
it makes them fly like birds and
I want to fly like that again
My heart will always have hope as long as it's beating
I'll always say some shit about love if that's what I'm feeling
Like my first love was a dude and when we made love it sounded like the ocean
My last love was a dude and he felt so good I spread him all over like lotion
and it's the moon that always gets me
one of the few women who get me hard as a tree
and I love being that hard again and again
There is color in this monochrome existence like
there are sounds in this monotone instance that
whatever the color, I want to love again
My mother will always have a dime as long as I have a quarter
I will never go thirsty as long as I know how to get water
I will always know where I'm going because I know where I've been
I will always know to be righteous because I know what it means to sin
Our mothers, who art in heaven
Always watching over us I reckon
And when it's over, I want to see them again
And when I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
And when it's over, I want to come back again
