Looking around me, I see peeps that look like me, knowing they might be,
Devils, or better yet demons, tryna offer me up levels, I play my position,
As a rebel, though I may not get the riches, I'll just settle,
Meddling to these poor man blues, cut off the fuse, to the rich news,
Live a little, I rather stick my middle, finger to all you devils in the arena,
My soul too precious, miss the funky cold medina, tell me have you seen her,
Wisdom use to be, so innocent, now she's in the form of satan's pendant,
Throwing on bird signs, and horns, with no sentiments,
See the secrets went, out the caves long ago, yo I saw solomons treasure,
Had to use black magic to measure, earthly fame, wont you get a name,
In heavens domain, but in hell yo it's all the same,
Numbers flipped as change, in exchange for another soul in the range,
No coincidence, to get the fame ya gotta sacrifice the innocent,
Hands in the form of a diamond, or better yet a pyramid, see as I kid,
I peeped the flavors that digged, into the subconscious mind, always fell behind,
Cuz my soul was aligned, to the unknown divine, seas of many signs,
Watch water pour, from heavens vine, in at the same time, the demons,
was playing kind, evils burrowed out the blackhole, spiritual vessels,
Taking it to the very threshold, how can I hold, up myself and gain control,
These fools ain't hiding no more, they standing bold, hearts so cold,
Look at the award show, laying blows to the youths mental, feel me though,?
Man against woman, **** man they lining us for the grand masterplan,
And most don't understand, they used as demolition man, so come again,
Once the shots reign, let the ****** begin and ascend, back to early sins,
Forgive me for not loving, too busy living, false dreams, and no ones giving,
Time to thought, because they life was brought, by meaningless ambition,
I see alot muthaphukkaz, wearing they hearts on they shoulder,
Cuz the world's growing colder,
Not even the thickest sweater could hold ya, I thought I told ya,
They live, around us just love, the way violence bust, no emotions to trust,
They get a lust, out of us making each other ashes to dust,
I just brush, off the crumbs of the elite seat in back, where im obsolete,
Same scenarios repeat, first comes the fame, then ya name,
More gigs just to get ya flame, and then the people grow insane,
Over ya peasy gains, dollars ain't nothing but a fools scholar,
Wisdom is the real winner, folks braille by green, but backed by sinners,
You just another dinner, plate soon to be ate, by the lions pacing at the gates,
I saw lightning in the clear skies, cracked the commandments for ya eyes,
To see what's really, going on these fools ain't listening to the songs,
Most of em sold out, long ago, dont matter if you at the top, or at the bottom yo,
I rock to the pace of picasso,
Arts and crafts masterful, from my mind I paint a burning theatrical,
City of seven hills, signing major bills, but still can't stop the blood spill,