Figure skating around these acres, I spark a
match to an incense and let these intrusive
thoughts be diminished; channeling my
inner voice; Pardon the hoarse I was
creating with source, Finding out who the
greatest, I didn’t know the role was taken;
but I’m still animated, while I put these
pieces in rotation holding one hand out the
matrix; I got a piece to line out these
annotations, while waiting on a collect call
from the galactic federation, staying in tune
the news is cocky but I’m kind of rocky like
balboa, I ain't no street soldier but I keep
my knowledge tucked in a holster ready to
blast on any composer who show up like a
controller; hold up I run with the
Egyptians, the sight seers, and truth
seekers, a holy war with no secrets, I break
even, I spread my wings like a desert eagle
and stand toe to toe to shadow box a fire
breather, giving my sixth sense like this the
Elements, Where Rudimentary shouldn’t be
a settlement, I’m heaven sent A classic as an
American title, I give grace to each space
upon my arrival; no need for a recital, I’m
ashing out the ashes to the incense while
opening my eyes from the temple I stepped
in
