IM BACK I AINT NEW EITHER
Breif Intermission Folks
He who knows Knows all
You know you know me
peep the FLOW
and Guess


My grip of reality is like Cars without brakepads,
No turning signals and the headlights and fender plate smashed,
Spending my days recalling the past,
of gunshots I was ducking me and my brothers would haul ass,
To understand my perception,
Is to ressurect yourself through my reflection,
Perplex thoughts ascend from my innards like light when it bends,
To project the purity of my trinity from within,
Mind, Body and Soul three differential parts of a whole,
How can you be happy when the full story didn't unfold,
Now I relay from scrolls, blood is ink from which it was written,
Life is a race for knowledge, and the eternal clocks ticking,
Realize that flesh is a mere flaw,
crucified daily sins God urge repention from us all,
The tension is suffocating, the pressures extracted like black holes,
Truth un-veiled from sacred writings when my syntax pours,
If we're blocked from the front entrance,
Who's gonna stop us at the back door?
I wonder, rainy days got me anticipating summer,
The world is not ready for my type, Its trouble on these streets,
We're forced to fit in like a misplaced puzzle piece,
Government leeches increase treaties to muzzle my speech,
Fuck with peeps, now every walk to the car,
We're ducking in streets,
Divine Intervention, my intuition suceeds in every mission,
I'm ready to palm the globe but when will It be my time to go,
I face the inevitable until then nobody knows...


ANY IDEAS