A poem about my struggle with lust and the solution to it.

May thy will, not mine be done?
Man, this is so hard, Homie,
anything but fun! You once inspired Born to Overcome, but there's a

Part of me right now that from You
wants to run! Just give up and
succumb to the Identity Thief's
plan to see me undone! Last night

I felt like scum, masturbatin again...
allowed the unsovereign one
to leave me stunned! Now I've been
gettin' cold, in bed it's like

a spiritual gun is pointed at my soul...scary but sweet as a plum
to my flesh-relentless! This time
has come just when it appeared that the

Faker was done with in this area
of my life, but now he's beating me like a drum! Just when I essentially
told him, "you don't want none!"

Suddenly I'm startin to be settlin'
for crumbs! And that's a problem Houston! But I'll be damned if I let
Lucifer see me ruined! I've never

been in the Boss's shoes when He gave up the ghost, so that i wouldn't
be ruined. And often I admit, the
Author's droppin clues when He

manifests himself and tells me what to be doin'! To have integrity or to be
a hypocrite losin'-that's my choice
today, I can choose to be true in...

The Promise I make, or be spiritually
truant. Become a fool and choose to be losin my cool when I allow the
hypocrite's henchmen to be in control

cruisin...through my soul, leavin me
spiritually consumed in shackles,
bearing no fruits when I shun the one
who'd rather make me a shoe-in...for

the Hip-hop hall of fame. What holds my life together-who else? Divine Glue
in this life I'm livin, don't wanna be singin the blues when

THAT DAY COMES TO BE GIVIN' AN
INVENTORY OF WHAT YOU WERE
DOIN WITH THIS LIFE YOU LIVED

So as this comes close to an end,
let me just say to the hata,
go ahead and smile now, you'll
cry lata! I'm ready to close

The door on you, so don't wait up!
And that's the bottom line, cause'
the MC and I said so! Go ahead
and get pissed off and on,

Here's your deathblow! In Pieces
May You Rest, fa sho!