My tongue is alive
I do this for all those that died
I could careless bout the money and rides
I'm intertwined with a spiritual guide

You probably know him better as God
I stay connected through prayer and silence
Why do we  stare at the lights and the sirens?
The master is talking the puppet is silent.

I can feel change is coming like the climate
As I'm writing my eyes roll and I shake
Like the earths crust does under our feet
The next Noah's flood will come from melted ice sheets

And you'll never meet another poet like me
I'm half prophet and I'm half emcee
People that I've never met appearing in my dreams
It seems we're all connected can you feel me through the screen?

Most of our emotions are controlled by TV
I guess somebody know our minds inner workings
Studying new methods in a laboratory
this is what a butterfly once told me...