Even With Evil With Me

lovers of self, lovers of sin/
 hiding their true colors grafitti hands on the bridge/
 they wanted two summers but autumn called them again/
 they house fall, they follow they come with the wind/
 yes sir!! we all fall short favorite verse of Romans/
 all laying on the pouch, call LORD knows, home foreclosed/
 as luck would have it i would be good on my own but aint enough four clovers/
 so Romans seven is what we left with/
 many got saved and questioned where dey flesh went/
 like did it really pass away/
 it stings like a bee am i cassius clay?/
 no it gets better every passing day so whoever got vendetta got a plastic face/
 every king and kingdom will pass away/
 but there's something about that name... I Love you LORD