CHALLENGER'S RAP

• I've been noticing threats woven
• closer than ever known
• within of my own soul
• deeply knit in my DNA
• ancient hyroglyphically chiseled code
• its been inscribed in a brittle stone
• an inevitable final blow
• thats been stirring inside my skeleton keeping my mind eye full
• of the clouds that hang over head
• preventing my forward motion
• left welded in past and woe
• the selfishness burned to ashes
• the embettered present I couldve known
• but to focus upon the failures and forget about all the hope
• is a time length of limitations left placed on myself in whole
• synthetically forming nature left pressing on every bone
• but the perfectionist that was growing was spreading a black smoke
• and the pity of self distorted pollution under the rug
• blissfully ignorant but a crutch
• and the longer youve worn facades makes it harder to let em go
• but the temporary strength that I congered from wrongful sources
• only perforated supports that exposures would force to fall
• consciously looking for my opponents just to battle and mop the floor
• was the source of the failures constantly only lowering my performance
• now I forgive my nemesis becoming their friends before
• I thought that their form of presence what something so wrong abhorrent
• the volatile thoughts that coursed haunting my conscience just causing shortage
• the electrical pulses swarmed and impulsiively I ignored them
• when really the problem forcing a biased opinion formed
• was the reason that I was dying becomming a walking corpse
• and even though past is rubble untouchable its important
• to take all the hostile words the apocolypse and the wars
• but instead importing vengeance from the obstacles anchored firm
• its better to take a lesson or a subsequent feeling of warmth
• for the blizzardous storms ive walked through and exited from before
• are miserable on the surface but diggin farther below
• is a world of other emotions ive overlooked them before
• but taking note of surrounding and really lookin in depth you boar
• throught the sediments and the bedrocks to a better a softer core
• I created these lawless monsters and projected their egos first
• then blamed the world for my failures and assumed as a martyr burned
• the whirlwinds that overturned opportunity threw to hearse
• where the jaws that then started chewing and refusing to lift this curse
• and forgiving myself and others but solely working upon me first
• was the road to my destination without the need for detours
• more determined and motivated to speak to you through these words
• left tethered adhered together and spit out in every verse
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