Quotes of rites
From a spiritual write
Every things
Hidden in plain sight
Soul in a fight
Against wrong and right
As the pain takes
Flight
So I gotta play
My cards right
Cuz if not
I'm destined for plot
Burials with no serials
X out my name
Cuz most folks
All the same
Use ya then through
With ya
Cuz yo pockets
Went broke made a loc
From the visions of smoke
Faceless figure
Gave me a clearer
Picture I'll hit cha
With a true flow
That cascade
Rebels forever
Mistakes made me clever
Still I endeavored
Never give up
Hold my head up
High to sky why?
Cuz I deck still
Being played
Well maybe?