The Ocean has shallow feet of blungent reef
Connected by the guard Im down for,
Saints go on stomping,
Awaiting judgment to open the door,
Lust cracks the floor to demise,
Contemplating the life of surprise,
A little sane in the sin to weather,
Asking for more than u got together,
The Lord know the prison in and out,
He’ll save u for the final call,
Ocean that brings Favor by the tide,
Celibacy that racks them all
I Corinthians 7:8-9