ONE OF THIS WORLD

I am of this world; a true son of God
A soldier with guns
A teacher with thoughts
A preacher with words
Ask of my proof, search for my shield
My pad or my pen

Imagine why I shoot
How I shield, why I read
How I write
For the witches and wizards,
Demons and the devil
Shall crumble when I rumble

Picture me living, a catholic rebel
On a higher level above the devil
And whatever trouble they plan
Shall fall double upon their clan
I am of this world, yours in eternity
Whiteboy Shyne; your son to infinity
WHO I AM (Part 2)