Cape Town State Of Mind
I'm a Brasse Van Die Kaap like
If Jesus was from the Kaap
He'd probably wear dry fit robes
From Nike or Jack Purcells
He wouldn't be crucified on the Crosses
But instead Die By a stray bullet
meant for my Sin's
Cz I had a Nice time with the Funkies
(Get it?Nice time kids,Junky Funkies)
We wouldn't have to wear Rosaries
no more,because when Jesus Fell
He broke one of his front tooth
So to mourn him
We took all of our front teeth off
We would not need to watch our words
Because everytime we open our mouths
It would piss the enermy off
The streets say I'm too biblical
You would think I plagiarised the bible
How I just re write Scriptures
And make them sound more Lyrical
The Church thinks I'm too Visual
There's too much violence
Instead my messages
And sometimes it sounds too sinful
I swear to God so much
You'd really think I'm swearing at God
Feeling lukewarm
last time I was this Bold for God
Was before the Dreadlocks
Maybe I should cut all my hair off
What you sow is what you will reap
But no matter how Fertile the soil is
I'm really trying to plant
my seed in concrete










