We living in the times, of demons breeding, new ***** for seasoning,
No rhymes of reasoning, I sense a case of cold death breathing,
Amongst the curse lands, snake with bands, tryna buy every island,
But earth ain't for sale, see my thoughts failed, where reality sailed,
So many frail, scared to let their souls outta jail, this ain't another fairytale,
How many doing Gods will, I hold my sword, high prepared to ****,
Vengeance, for my past peers, shedding tears at the Capitol Hill,
Them lizards cant feel, no pain only blood and war, equals more gain,
And I done came, from rags to ***** riches, avoided the sin of stitches,
Switches, I lay to keep my thoughts on, once I become Darkseid, I sight on,
The easiest target to write on, put heads on Shaolin gongs, ring the alarms,
Snake a charm watch the belly dances, of sirens form, swarm of harms,
I stay close to the ghost farms, eyes of a lighted shadow, fifty foot halos,
Squaring every angle, brothers of Hades and Raphael, doing spiritual fills,
Im rodney, turn dangerous in these fields, harder than a blue bill,
Born in the land fills, where all the lands is fill, with hate of blood spills,
Cursed by my own will, how can I be saved, if I'm playing like Copperfield,
Submerged my thoughts, into another dimensions, locked in suspension,
Everybody turned Christian, from a rotted planned expedition,
I felt wisdom peeped in, chipping off the scholastics of Solomon,
Cant be born again, into an earthly human, if I'm already born,
My only next birth, is out of this earth, grazing the multi universe,