My balmains full of dead  
President they mixed needs
With pure root of all evil
As I pray five times everyday
To clean my sins up avoiding fiendish demons

Only if I could float out off Earth and space
I would do Tsimtsum...
I am a omnipresent being unconscious meantal wise.
Sometimes I get emotional and turn to be
Amorphous feeling really emotionless

Never sell your souls to Mephistopheles
Since the devil & the government
Got a monopoly, without knowing
God is watching us on a one sided mirror
The sea that will never be diminished
Why is the sea water so salty?
As pure as it is they will never purify it...

My skin is brown pigment
Brown skin but classified black.
Living life being humble,
Took chances since I am affable
The system just want me to famble.

My imagination's chi got me thinking
Of mixing Visage with Maverickness
Can't pronounce my mixed up thoughts (Scurr)
I mastered different types of variation
I am so wax poetic, portray the unseen...