what's baking in my brain 8.23.08

he says I'm out in left field... for real? Could've swore i was anointed and God spoke right in my ear, and said "Have no fear... I'm here" to lead you and to guide on this Christian frontier... but I'm not Hip-Hop, I don't kick slang and my pants, they don't drop, below my waist-line, nor my behind, Satan got behind, now I'm free up in my mind. except for this one habitual thing. and i keep doing it habitually. all i gotta do is stop but it ain't simple to me. at the time when my flesh is raging like a beast. but yeah it's gotta die, i'm strong so now it's beat. kick it like a kick makes bass in a beat. because i want my heartbeat back. when i seeked His face every hour, with power, non-sour, and definately not devoured. When i was the flower not the weed, sowed seeds, made trees, was me. now i'm not me, and if i was die, my heaven trip would be unlikely, that's why i gotta fight me. like a boxer on Fight Night Round 3, if it takes 100 rounds, fight me, bite me, light me on fire if i have to. that's the mind i gotta have, it's what i gotta do. from keeping that bad boy from doing what he wants to do. this is a war of the mind and i cannot lose. and i won't. taunt the devil when he's stomped. not like Kirk, 'cause that ain't what God wants. I wanna change the world, but i got some hinderances, God push em out the way so this race i can finish. i know i sound repetitive, but i have to end this. sin-ness. make me sin less. forever. forever? forever ever? clever ain't the way that i need to be, when i'm battling with me, these people should see. He in me. transparency's percent is about 80. make it 0, no asking questions or debating. and iknow i'm gonna have haters. but i'll wipe em off like i do my gators... lol later