If This World Was My Love Jones curated by Jesus Stove

If money is the power I don’t put respect on knives back stabbers before shorty left the chicken fried what’s bread without a wife still dough a piece of heem almost crashed in Washington god must’ve told Elon to turn the wheel ahhh this skill decided yesterday I want to be the greatest for heaven sake saleem let’s make this cream only pause I need is to recount the beverages sober I don’t like extra sense cents collected food stamps tornadoes ain’t even over night the crib wish pops could’ve witnessed this draft pick stove more like the kidd mixed with Jordan Tom Brady jersey had a rip in it daze of being under distress I digress many mountains I pray she found him many moons I pray shared brightness can’t afford to be dim cycles of change observing detergents to make pay leaders of households don’t exist with ya eyes closed hoping not see what’s appeared ask the lord to make it clear pretty brown eyes mirror the reflection of what’s inside feel ugly be beautiful the spaces in mazes grant the space to orbit what’s really real…….

If The World Was My Love Jones

Jesus Stove