I lead to a future unseen
I'd tell you what I mean
But you can't seem to gleam
Anything I have seen
Though I know what it means
The secrets I've seen
Can't be green screened
Cause I am pure
and I am clean
I am the cure
And I am mean
So make me king
And make me queen.
And I'll show you things
You've never seen.
I rhyme on caffeine
No stop in sight
Just a rhyme machine
You can't get it, right
I'm on next level shit
So obscene you can't get it
I was foreseen and yes I am it.
Mind like ravines
and bottomless pits
Immune with a vaccine
To your bullshit
Inject the saline
with thirteen hits
Blast of into space
with my rocket ship
Making contact with extraterrestrials
Communicating with the trans-dimensional
Illusions break away, so existential
Too much excitement, so suspenseful
Collecting secrets of the universe
With a little practice and some rehearse
Pre-death die, is the secret of the verse
Get it over with no need for the hearse
Hello Octopus, I hear your name is Opticus
Salutations from your friend here Optimus
Prime time for existing ain't it
I'd like to hear secrets and retain it
Trans-dimensional, lyrical existence.
Its miracle, intentional this sense.
Spherical dimensional, burning incense.
Penny for my thoughts? Two cents?
Corporeal, but far more real.
Can't see, only feel.
Deals to make as I kneel.
With a tad'a blood, we do seal.
Power to steal, and thoughts do reel.
Mystic powers heal,
Take in a deep breathe
Feel it in my chest
Damn right death
This shit is the best.
Absorb it, feel the power.
Getting stronger by the hour.
Heaven's gifts are getting showered.
Cause the predecessors cowered
Got my deadness sensors powered
Mental zealousness flowered
Burnt crystals, not powdered
Brain pistols, not power
I am the new breed
Giving you what you need
Imagination does feed
I do succeed
I am freed, and I do feed
What fills my needs,
No need for greed.
I ride my astral steed
Increase the speed
Growth is what we need
Power to feed
No need for keys the door is open
All you need is a little hope and
Some confidence in a dope plan
Everything I have done, so you can
"We can build an ark of written words, and be resurrected, if the data is recorded."