I survive because the [Fuck it, we ball] inside me burned brighter than the [It's over] around me.
I survive because the [Fuck it, we ball] inside me burned brighter than the [It's over] around me.
We can't expect God to do all the work...
By the Rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
love the art style
holy MAN