It’s not easy being a vessel

I carry the pain of my ancestors

These evil generational ways

And trauma bonds are prime investments

I know God’s shown me some lessons

And all the curses will be severed

And with the Guidance of my Queen Mother

Our tribe will surely reign in Heaven

But it’s hard being a vessel,

When no one’s on your level and,

You long for understanding then you’re reminded that you’re special,

So, no one’s gonna get you, but

Ain’t no competition, cause

The gift of God inside my heart’s designed to beat the Devil,

Satan tries to take my pain and make it the reason why I fall,

But she’s forgetting that this soul that I’m borrowing here is God’s,

So Miss Devil you’ll never win,

Cause the Most High God forgave my sins,

It may seem like you’re up now, but just wait til Awakening,

When the end finally begins….