Don't listen to this in 40 years

This is not for posterity

Just for this once I got clarity

Barely

Errantly

Hear mistakes I made carefully

Heresy I say prayerfully

Just for this moment of charity

This rare moment you share with me

Here

Don't listen to this in 40 years

Listen to what it inspired

If this spittin tripped a wire

By which I mean lit a fire

In someone raised on the songs

By which I mean lifted higher

I don't mean the kid is retired

I mean when the fresh

In the fridge is expired

Choir

Pour the champaign

Pass the plantain

Pour the champaign

Pass the plantain

Nothing lasts forever

That's a damn shame

But if it did

Nothing can change

Don't listen to this in 40 years

Fresh waters restore life

Seeds fall so there's more life

Death as a metaphor for life

Don't listen to this in 40 years

Even if no one is more nice

Even if nobody write more ungh

That doesn't 't mean that it's more right

That doesn't mean that it's pure light

Just for a moment of foresight

What's said in this short life

Win my wars then it's your fight

Who can translate?

Who can read the verses

And then reinterpret?

Who can translate

So the ppl heard it

All the people hurtin?

Who can be the person

Who can lead with purpose

Be of service?

This ain't church

But indeed it's service

Take these words from

The streaming service

Pour the champaign

Pass the plantain

Pour the champaign

Pass the plantain

Nothing lasts forever

That's a damn shame

But if it did

Nothing can change

Fear of death