Heavenly Poetry

Don ready stay ready yeah
 Mr. Young greatness yeah yeah
 Heavenly poetry
 Devil ain't stoping nothing just annoying me
 My team nice, I don't know why they still ignoring me
 That's why hop on beats and treat some heat like it's some toiletry
 Ironically I wrote this verse right from my toilet seat
 Im guess that's where God been here anointing me
 All of my failure is open doors to me
 God been holding me up
 And the spirit give me bouncy
 Look, I got to get my mind cleared
 Men live life and never understand the fear
 My life is like a rainbow the end is never near
 But only when the lights right will I ever reappear
 I ain't gotta tell em' we on
 Just gotta lead em' along
 A lot of young greats wit no guidance
 On phones and alone
 Cost is to great to be stepping out
 Got to feed em' at home
 It's either me or a girls shirtless or twerking to they favorite song for real
 And they just try to get a clear view
 My olds gone but I'm still looking in the rearview
 I grasp fast that my past crashed
 I tried to brush it off but it still hurt my like a rear tooth
 Catch that metaphor you'll realize that i learned something
 Them scripts hit I got the power to discern something
 Man they wanting me to snap Kevin Ware
 Olivia Pope flow I ain't never unprepared so yeah
 Yeah, I ain't never unprepared yeah
 Cause I stay ready you know
 Look, I'm on a heavenly rampage
 Don't need fan page
 Don't need a round of applause
 My team still destined for the top like it's mayonnaise
 It don't matter if we in between a rock and a hard place
 Promise we cut for this and no I don't need no bandaids
 Cause imma' let my heart bleed
 Praying and picking the devils lock like I'm a car theft
 Hop in the passenger, tossing Jesus the car keys
 He gonna take the will put it in sport without the Cardi
 Im just tryna' go where no one goes like it's Hardee's
 I'm just tryna' fish for all the souls even the sardines
 Most of these rappers fake and they play like they some barbies
 One day he gonna call the class into session ain't no tardies
 So I gotta give em' my best
 Then I'ma give em' the rest
 Been in the lab like Dex a animal
 But in the end they gone call me a vet
 I never need they respect
 I never want no regrets
 Im preaching Jesus until reaper comes and collects
 Yeah, and he gone come and collect
 For real
 Don Ready