"Gift Upon Thee" by Timmie Rene

Heaven's Nectar dripping down my past prayer of existence
I blindly acknowledge my flaws, my esteem 
Of self coincides with the lowest  degree of man
Thriving for a single moment of clarity my heart beats to hells drum
And yet I can't find an escape,
Every turn I'm sealing my fate,
Destined in my heart of hearts to be great
Low Life mongrels left me bare to dictate ,
Who are you to say that I can't be great?
Just a dreamer so its my dreams that I illustrate