In do time
I will begin to rap,
to bust a rhyme,
with just a twist of lemon
and a squeeze of lime,
I will come up with a new plan,
a plan that you could swear,
was a serious crime!
I will create my own story,
a story where lost souls are found
and set free,
from the torture that they relive,
over and over again,
repeating their life's end,
this they don't deserve to be trapped in!
With my soul I could fly,
but only when my spirit
lifts it up towards that beautiful ski,
this I know I would enjoy,
for this I wish not to live in a lie!
My will is my gain,
my wife is great medicine
that quickly eases my pain,
with this,
no sleet nor hail,
not even rain
can make me miss
that wonderful
fast moving soul train,
with this I know,
I shall always remain,
totally sane!
I may be slow,
it may take me a while
to start the show,
but with just a twist of lemon
and a squeeze of lime,
I shall buts out another rhyme,
all you have to do,
is just
give me time!