Knowledge said it was power though it also warned it could get me killed, all across the board, you could see the sword though the pen was real, learned to feel the verses by curses of worth and pure respect, never call him broke if his tokens would prove that you're in debt, seems the element knows, foes pose some kind of help, if he never touched you or judged you, somehow, he minds your health, similar with credit, this is given by the clues, I will only call you ***** where the ***** is only due, just as actions bring reactions, satisfaction brings you passion, it's the pleasure that we measure, if we treasure, then it happens, whether he continues rapping or just choose to tap in soul, it's a change he has brought, so it's the range that he told, turning bold for the good, so his goods are only polished, he just bred what he's fed, in the head, call it knowledge,  knowing all your steps to respect what is real, though knowing what it warns, other's scorn can have you killed.