FRESH WATERMELON

GOD OPEN ME UP WIDE
AND THEN COME INSIDE
BECAUSE I AM YOUR CHILD
NO MATTER HOW WILD
I CAN BE
YOU ALWAYS UNDERSTAND ME
LIKE NO EITHER
YES LIKE A LOVER
INTIMATELY SPEAKING
AND THAT FEELING IS DEEPEN
EVERY SINGLE TIME I RHYME
OR SHARE WHAT IS ON MY MIND
OR IN MY HEART
SO I DARE NOT PART
FROM A FRESH START
YES I DROP MY GUARD
WHENEVER YOU ARE NEAR
AND I HAVE AN EAR
AND NO FEAR
UNLESS YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT RESPECT
BECAUSE YOU HAVE NEVER NEGLECTED...
ME
SO I AM FREE
EVEN WHEN I CAN NOT..
NATURALLY SSE
THE BLESSING
BECAUSE OF THE STRESSING
I PUT ON MYSELF
WHICH IS NOTHING
BUT DEATH
TO YOU
BECAUSE YOU ARE NOTHING...
BUT LIFE AND CHRIST
SO YES SLICE...
ME WIDE OPEN
LIKE A WATERMELON

GOD YOU ARE GOOD

GOD YOU ARE GOOD
AND I AM TRYING TO GET BETTER
GOD YOU ARE GOOD
BECAUSE YOU ALWAYS HELP ME OUT...
IN BAD WEATHER
GOD YOU ARE GOOD
YES EVEN WHEN I ACT STRANGE
YOU NEVER CHANGE
NOT
ONE
SINGLE
BIT
YES YOU STAY
WITH ME
YES EVEN IN THE TIMES
WHEN I CANT SEE
PHYSICALLY
OR SHOULD I SAY...
HUMANLY TELL
YOU ALWAYS WISH ME WELL
AND NOT HELL
OR A INNER JAIL
SO I SHOULD BE GOOD
JUST
LIKE
YOU

THE OVERALL MESSAGE

I CAN'T STOP THINKING...
ABOUT THIS...
OR THAT
WHICH IS MAKING ME FEEL..
REAL WACK
'CAUSE I DON'T THINK...
THAT'S THE TRACK GOD WANTS ME TO PLAY...
ALL DAY LONG..
THE SAME OLD SONG...
WITH A DIFFERENT BEAT
BUT MY FEET HARDLY MOVES
TO THE GROOVE
I JUST TAKE IT ALL IN
LIKE I'M LISTENING...
TO A OLD FRIEND
POURING OUT HER SOUL...
BEFORE SHE LOSES CONTROL...
BUT SHE IS ME
AND I AM HER
AND THIS IS THE WE ARE
AND THIS IS THE WAY WE WHERE
AND BRRR I FEEL A CHILL
BUT I REMAIN STILL
IN MY FRAME...
OF MIND
YES COME RAIN
OR COME SHINE
LIKE A POST TO A RHYME
I SEE WORDS...
LIKE THE SKY...
SEES BIRDS
AS MEANT TO BE
LIKE A FOREST
AND TREES
HONEY AND BEES
MILK AND COWS
A MOTHER AND A CHILD
I GUESS IT'S JUST MY STYLE
TO DEAL WITH STRESS
AND THE OVERALL MESSAGE

LOOK MY EYES ARE OPEN

GOD KEEPS ON OPENING MY EYES
AND GIVING ME SURPRISES IN THIS LIVING
YES TRUE THANKSGIVING
ON A DAILY
EVEN WHEN MY LIFE..
SEEMS CRAZY
THE TRUTH IS,,,
HE SAVED ME...
FOR A REASON
AND SOMETHINGS I GO THROUGH...
ARE ONLY FOR A SEASON..
AND CRYING IS NOT A CRIME
AND GOD HAS TURNED MY PAIN...
INTO POETRY
MEANING MY BURNS...
INTO BOOKS
SO LOOK MY EYES ARE OPEN

NO WRITER'S BLOCK FOR MY HEAVENLY POP

i have writer's block
but God says "don't stop"
unless THE CLOCK DOES
yes even if my brain is a little fuzzy
and my heart is a little hurt
because i sent here on earth
to do my Father's work
yes even if i get a little dirty
or i don't even feel worthy
he chose me to be...
in the family..
business
yes to be a wiriness...
to the world
so as his girl
i must push through
and trust him too
do in me
what he wants...
the outside
to see
in my personality
yes my attitude
should never be rude
is i am representing Christ
who is love
so he is nice x's twice
so if i just reflected a slice
of his character...
i am doing good
and i would not have it...
any other way