Eyes dilating, my mind spiraling, The walls melting, my friends laughing, I got high hopes, of what I want to achieve. As I travel through space, on a quest to give it, my best. All these colors, shifting and morphing like the planets, how like everything living, we all got needs. Open the third eye and believe, that you and me can succeed in this twisted industry, mixed with endless possibilities. Don't be outlandish, Just can it, smoke some cannibus We all got a gift and that's insight, to feel what's wrong and right, then we can smoke all night as I sit back and write, all these thoughts that erupt. My soul can't be bought, I had to learn it rough, so I can speak with a truth. For these soulful tugs I can't delay, as I float to Astral plains, questions on my mind, seeing entities, and things mere mortal eyes can't decieve, honestly better to be blind and use your head. Woo wee, I walk this earth, but no one would know the impact. A speck of dust, with a goal of making it in books, a name etched in stone, practice art, till it tears em apart. All for what. Just to give a flashlight in a room that's dark, so others don't fall apart, a guide, a healer, a questioner, a believer, of what? Hah, kinda sucks temptations of letting go my ego, but then the room will clear, when rhymes turn evil. But this alter side sits in the shade, a shadow with a false exterior, something wicked, designed to destroy worlds and break minds, like a milky way swirl, an abyss of stars, that sucks in your soul, working on taking over worlds, by studying words, an Anubuis coming back from the abuse, to cut loose and swing his sickles into dictionaries, absorb the forbidin knowlege of scriptures, to capture an understanding of history,.... I just been troubled, what was once fun, can't take me any farther with out a cold slab, and sheets to wrap in like a straight jacket out of an asylum, I deserve to be hung, for all these jabs. Only had one job, and you failed. So I expect no one to hold my back, I carry you all even when I am on the attack, I just feel so stacked, as emotions come crashing down like tsunami waves, I think on my momma and like to pretend she told me I have poseidens eyes and my life is tied to the to tides of the sea slowly crashing in and going back, like an up and down merry go round, it helps with the karma as it comes, I am focused on building my kingdom, for my rage I keep inside has me beating on my chest like king Kong, and all these monster bongs, not a single one can quench the beast, I turn forms into a dragon, and fly East! I sit outside in the weather forgot the feeling of a bed, but it will only get better. So I been telling myself to ease into sleep. As dreams show a reality out of reach, as family slowly fades. What's left when we go? A legacy? A place in history? A continuous flow of lost souls; discovering their flow, just to let it all go. Who knows.
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Eyes dilating, my mind spiraling,
The walls melting, my friends laughing,
I got high hopes, of what I want to achieve.
As I travel through space, on a quest to give it, my best.
All these colors, shifting and morphing like the planets, how like everything living, we all got needs.
Open the third eye and believe, that you and me can succeed in this twisted industry, mixed with endless possibilities.
Don't be outlandish,
Just can it, smoke some cannibus
We all got a gift and that's insight, to feel what's wrong and right, then we can smoke all night as I sit back and write, all these thoughts that erupt.
My soul can't be bought, I had to learn it rough, so I can speak with a truth. For these soulful tugs I can't delay, as I float to Astral plains, questions on my mind, seeing entities, and things mere mortal eyes can't decieve, honestly better to be blind and use your head. Woo wee, I walk this earth, but no one would know the impact. A speck of dust, with a goal of making it in books, a name etched in stone, practice art, till it tears em apart. All for what. Just to give a flashlight in a room that's dark, so others don't fall apart, a guide, a healer, a questioner, a believer, of what? Hah, kinda sucks temptations of letting go my ego, but then the room will clear, when rhymes turn evil. But this alter side sits in the shade, a shadow with a false exterior, something wicked, designed to destroy worlds and break minds, like a milky way swirl, an abyss of stars, that sucks in your soul, working on taking over worlds, by studying words, an Anubuis coming back from the abuse, to cut loose and swing his sickles into dictionaries, absorb the forbidin knowlege of scriptures, to capture an understanding of history,....
I just been troubled, what was once fun, can't take me any farther with out a cold slab, and sheets to wrap in like a straight jacket out of an asylum, I deserve to be hung, for all these jabs. Only had one job, and you failed. So I expect no one to hold my back, I carry you all even when I am on the attack, I just feel so stacked, as emotions come crashing down like tsunami waves, I think on my momma and like to pretend she told me I have poseidens eyes and my life is tied to the to tides of the sea slowly crashing in and going back, like an up and down merry go round, it helps with the karma as it comes,
I am focused on building my kingdom, for my rage I keep inside has me beating on my chest like king Kong, and all these monster bongs, not a single one can quench the beast, I turn forms into a dragon, and fly East! I sit outside in the weather forgot the feeling of a bed, but it will only get better. So I been telling myself to ease into sleep. As dreams show a reality out of reach, as family slowly fades. What's left when we go? A legacy? A place in history? A continuous flow of lost souls; discovering their flow, just to let it all go.
Who knows.
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