Lloyd OP - INTRO

We would like to welcome you to a story that takes place in the book of Genesis
Adam's complex
God put us on the earth to eat... for survival
Until we followed eve in the wicked hours of the evening
Now you lyin in hell, cuz of the lies she tell
Walah
But You hot! Boiling! Fahrenheit
You can't ignore your appetite
You open and close your hands like an infant
(Gimme) more of dat
But as you grow accustom to the custom ritual of filling your emptiness
You come across greed
Not need
And you look up to the sky for revival
But remember you're in hell
You ironically throw up a sinful prayer
But that ain't do you no well
Is there hope
For a nigga like us
Should I be confident, or a coward

Written by:
Lloyd Oppong

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