I’m a Psycho Brainiac

I wrestle with God like a maniac

When it comes to love

Very little do I lack

I come on strong

Give a natural man a heart attack

If my soul were made of bricks of gold

there would be a fat stack

And I’m not talking no smack

I’m a supernatural man

When it comes to heaven I’m in on the

plan

When it comes to hell I shake its’ bowls

with all I can

Cuz from the devil I never ran

From were it is I began

King of the jungle

Call me Tarzan

Never to burn in the sun

Left with a bronze tan

Gray hair keeps gettin thicker

Destine to live a full life span

When it comes to the world

I see a frog in a frying pan

To go with it makes me think ones in need

of a cat scan

Yeah

You’ll find me howling at the moon light

Growling when things just aren’t right

A sheep in wolves clothing that’s out of sight

With God I still fight

And to God I make my plight

My spirit always stays high in flight

As a holy God and his only begotten son

stay real tight