Blues Singer

I couldn't be who your god

Wants me to be

He's never even introduced himself to me

I would be more inclined

If "he" was a "she"

"i'm hearing your plan

But no thank you m 'am"

In romans 1:18 thru 32

I read what you wrote

That shit isn't true

I am a fly on the wall

Of a bachelorette's ball

I see your bluff and i'm gonna call

Yes, i sing the blues