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I've come to the conclusion that Bible school is a four step front. I don't claim this to be drop science for all the busta's in this joint, but for this baller, this the dilly. (Bible school is much more dope than this hard core gully gives credit fo but I ain't fakin' jacks):
1. On my own: I was all jacked up 'cause I insisted on being my own claymation hustler and I ain't skilled nough for a job like dis. So I formed my life and it was jacked cause the Main Man wasn't part of it and I thought I knew the ledge.
2. Turning point: At a point I realized that I was straight flawed, and I had to admit that God was the only G for the job. And I wasn't given Him props 'nough. So I decided to murk cross da pond to the Bode and shape up...literally, hypothetically, metaphorically... just straight changes were needed...Squash Beef!
3. Progress: The last three months God has been throwin' down new mad forms in me('forms' in this case means: beliefs, knowledge, ways, paradigms...my identity). He straight wrecked (in a good way) my ways.
4. Straight solidifying: Kiln-ing time! I have three months ahead of me for some intense baking. I still be learning and the Lord funna bless me wit new most excellent goods, but this be the time for proofing...making sure that all this new stuff funsta withstand in the hood.
I'm no finished product nor do I think that I ever will be...but I do know that we are clay and God is the illist claymation man in da bizz and if you allow Him, He can work a mad number in yo life too. The thing is, this G ain't comin' to tax you, He's not after the dead presidents, He just wants yo love.