I'm the Peaking Deacon, I drop it so other souls can top it

like I do, and high too, on the top of the mountain I'm mingling with the Maidu

and I'll be a shoulder to cry too 

a light among the the darkness

its a different page, in quiet a different book, so mark this

Ok now, how about this, I'll carry you and cross like Chris

you are the boss of bliss, of whom I fall to kiss

so don't miss

the point that I strongly stress

negativity, I digress, and I'm straight kicking the devils ass at chess,

and he asks if I want to go again, I say hell yes, 

because I'll never tire from showing the utmost desire 

to embrace love and peace and grace and happiness

a short adlib (1 to 3 sentences) about being high on love