My attack back slap back
To back slap every false Christian speaking false doctrine
Who said they have the love of Christ in them
But then people, addicts, those like me & you; broken they have forgotten
They are a weak accuse of how God uses his people
They fit their bible verse in context to what they chose to be called fixed or saved
A Christian judging us stop them from gaining our trust
It’s a must & trusts me they are nothing
If they are never dying to something
We have died thousands of times for their pain, blame, shame,& games.
While they continue to spray in your face in their fake false ass synagogues.
False God who robbed Gods children from ever becoming
What God really talked about
That’s another reason why I had to leave,
Pretty much everyone wanted something from me &
Expected not to pay!
From my clothing line, my books, my time, my experience, my pain, blood & tears
Exposing everything about me in it rawest form, to tell my truth, all these years
People baulked at $15 bucks!! Are you kidding me?
11-year addiction, 4 years to write, 4 relapses to the underworld, 3 years in jail &
My story rejected &you couldn’t respect to pay $15 bucks!
That was fucking heart breaking, felt disrespected
I saw what the people around me really meant
When I actually did finish what all of them doubted I ever get
I was called a hypocrite, narcissist, talked down to because I said God told me to write it!
I was told wow Chris that’s so cool ill read your book
To it never being picked up, & it sat there as it collected dust &
This comes from my family, friends, teachers, pastors,all these so called leaders
I looked up too that told me to get my life straight
So when I did, they seem to be shocked &
Turned their back on my success!! Or
Didn’t know how to respond, it just broke me &
God showed me their real motives behind all the false lies they held inside.
They didn’t give a fuck if I lived or died
So I left to find myself & be myself
You watch God will use the weakest of the world
To rising & speak on behalf of those forgotten
Those left to die on the other side; just like they left me.