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For years I've tried on Satan's coat unknowingly, dappered up in the latest fashions and laced in the most precious jewelry, smiling at stones so fruity that tempted me to place them in a bowl and shower them with milk.
Fruity pebbles at my disposal.
Spider's web
I stopped cherishing horses and began to praise horsepower, as though it was a creation of the divine.
Keys to the best that this world's life had to offer, sitting in seats that always had me on the go, to go to places that divinity didn't dwell.
Spider's web
Satan was no doubt influencing me to manipulate and to cause mischief and harm to my own soul.
Spider's web
He wanted me to be around his chosen ones at every chance that I got.
Spider's web
Every incoming call was nothing more than an entertainment offer in Satan's playground.
Spider's web
Dead immoral presidents draped in green that I would flash in front of strangers so that they could capture an image of me with their bright flashes of cellular devices and gossip about me for years.
Spider's web
I was not myself, I was always a modest, shy, humble, and generous boy, that was until I made 19.
I was lured into Satan's palace by my own family, Drinks found their way into my hands and chicks found their way into my phone.
Spider's web
The world was going so fast, no longer was I interested in being a honor student with the backing of all of my teachers, all whom considered me an Angel in their time with me.
Spider's web
I left behind my once great creative pen, My birthright of being a leader, my creative mind, and my creative soul, I became a follower of Satan and used my gifts and powers to become a magician and an Idol to other lurking souls.
Spider's web
Satan personally showed me this world up close and Allowed me to experience the things that people dream about, but like Job I never cursed God or forgot him, I was what you call a righteous conscious sinner.
Losing prey
I never signed a contract with Satan, his people invited me to a few a parties and gatherings that I enjoyed at the moment.
Prey is getting away
So here I am today, back as little child, modest, humble, and shy again, writing and using my mind again to inspire, using my time to uplift the Divine and stomp on Satan and his Tricks, he lied Trix are not for kids, Trix are for adults.
Prey has escaped Satan's web and has been free for some years.
Qadar Dwon'
