 Three angels watching me all the time. Put my children to sleep with a prayer. Then close my eyes. Definition of peace. Tell me who gon' stop me. I come from love. Estelle. Cover my heart. Then open me up. Remember when. Picked up a pen. Lyrics that I can trust. Timmy Soul. Staring in the mirror. Acting where I was from. I'm often. I know this type of power is gon' cost. But I live in circadian rhythms of a shooting star. The mannerisms of Raphael. Like a hero. They can be hard. But the industry's cooking. That's what I'm saying.