I foresee a time close to Armageddon. Where nobody is stopping, everyone is movin on Aspiring quickly to get around mount Zion.
But we were stopped at the gate of Babylon. By scary creatures with face like zombies.
Dressed in rags of designed abercrombies.
I searched but there was no way to run.
Just then I heard the bang bang of a gun.
I saw a father feasting upon his daughter.
Breaking her cherry like it was a slaughter.
I saw women with wangled tongues.
Blazed with fire of sacred gong.
I tried to shift and sway away.
But my feet were glued, so I had to stay.
I saw a king with a bloody crown.
Filled with lions rage and monkey's frown.
I looked at his face and ugly eyes.
So furious and damned with a cast to die.
Before I knew I was called upon.
By Dead men in ecstasy yet to CUM.
Just then someone called my name.
I turned and saw kids spittin flame.
I couldn't take it no longer.
So I called on God to make me stronger.
He obliged..
I knew, from the light I've seen.
That all these has just been a dream.
Don't dream yet of Armageddon.
Keep going so that you moving on.