Mind blinded and divided by the vision
tell me if i'm minded or undecided by decisions
because i cant see...clearly
you see, my body rides the rhythm
but my mind rides the highest shelf
my higher self, is telling me to let it be
but in my reality, it is unclear
you see, I don't rap because
guns scare me
and i don't rap because
i cant do this shit carelessly like
I know my words have power
but spare me
because i don't rap
i speak
and when i speak, i start to envision the company i wont keep
the thing i'm conforming to now, well, i would start to feel like its cheap
so i took a leap of not faith but, discernment
knowing my mind would be blind if i returned it
and so i speak
because i'm too good at conversation
and quieting my mind results in craven you see?
see, i'm more classical, silence, to me, feels more practical
because i want you to feel, my words
i don't want you to forget what you heard
or listen to a melody in which my message is blurred
i dont rap
because i am a vibe all on my own
so let my voice consume your mind, and my words allow you to sit on your thrown
of self awareness, because thats my gift, without the 3d, its all i own
and you have it too, without proof we're glued to our phones trying to
seek gratification, when you are your own.
but again, don't tell me when, because i don't rap
and i wont sit down and pick up a pen, until i know for a fact
that i have some real shit to say
this kind of energy deserves conservation
ill offer you an image instead of an explanation
refusing to strike a match just to watch it spark
would you rather play with fire? or see in the dark?
like this shit gets spiritually real! i need you to see
the lack of substance is contributing to our misery.
so i don't rap, but i speak
and i hope you do too, because when you do,
the world will lean in, and listen to you.