Why do i exist(my own rhyme)
 

I tend to find testaments of heightened intelligence when I climb elements
of the obstacles malevolence
Collecting all possible evidence...
Inspecting the hostile devils hints
I've been possessed ever since
I'm hella-tense...combined spells dispense sentiments...forming these aligned free sentences
My pretentiousness attracts and impresses kids that use words as a defense mechanism
I'm used to neglectin' wisdom due to my immense skepticism
confusin' the world when we wreck the system, selectin' victims and abusin' yo crews
I'll never connect my schism, demons opposing force is choosin' to loose

Hook(2x)
I'm attempting to see inside the mist
contempt brings the question of why do I exist?
I use my mothafuckin' lyrics as my psychiatrist
I clear my dark skies with the guidance of my arising scripts.......

lyrically assassin infusin' the juice to speak with a tone of a prophet
I'm improvin' my views when I open up the zone of my optics
verses extract quantities of poisons from my dome like it's toxic
relaxin' on my throne in my locked crypt, finally alone with my conflicts
I'm psychotic, so whenever I spray logic people think it's chaotic
I get so high until my eyes appear to be Japanese
my thoughts are impending catastrophe's
word's sting whack emcees like my mouth was dispatchin' a mass of bees
verbs flowin' so fast it's like they surpass past the breeze
All I want is a fine ass to squeeze, but these fingers are to busy grippin' writing utensils
brain unable to reach accordance with lead, I find my pencil desperately fighting with mentals

(conscious-->)::Easy killa, calm down now...imagine yourself inside enlightening temples::

Hook(2x)
I'm attempting to see inside the mist
contempt brings the question of why do I exist?
I use my mothafuckin' lyrics as my psychiatrist
I clear my dark skies with the guidance of my arising scripts.......

So I my cross legs Indian style and maintain the state of being versatile
soothing breathing techniques will definitely disperse the vile
mind activity ravaging with devastation
I know my bomb is waiting upon it's damaging detonation
I continue contemplating and scavenging meditation for whatever it's worth
endeavour it first, and remember that I've been clever since birth
these rhymes intertwine with my spine searching for the divine presence
with my work I define lessons simply as a striving to incline essence
mentally I'll eventually have fine remnants and all the shined elements captured
until that moment I'll proceed in erecting the development of these eloquent chapters

Hook(2x)
I'm attempting to see inside the mist
contempt brings the question of why do I exist?
I use my mothafuckin' lyrics as my psychiatrist
I clear my dark skies with the guidance of my arising scripts.......