Jesus

What a calamity of spirit. 
Your soul crashes against all the other souls in the room,
like we're pots and pans.

Well God said slow down. No for real
I said slow down cause surprise I'm God
And you're God too cause we're all God
Or whatever. God is talking to Yourself, blah blah.
So GOD SAID, slow down. Please.
Cause I got a wand too bro, like, For Real. Watch this. (fire)
So like. Don't trip. I'm serious. You could get hurt. 
And You're annoying the fuck
out of me, and I'm ready to fight about it
But can't you just read the room
and take two seconds to not be the Thing 
that everyone has to take care of? Like
Where Are You? Obviously not here.
Or you'd be here by now. Instead of a million miles
Too fast in the other direction, waiting for someone 
to tell you the speed limit. You want a cop!
Well you're gonna get a mirror. And you're gonna
figure that out sooner or later. Oh my 
God I have to do the same thing. Why is this 
happening to me again. Touche, psycho. 
Alright. Someone help Me
get back up on the cross.