CHALLENGER'S RAP

• /// Verse 1 \\\
• 0:21
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• I was built from friction, ambition bleeding into vision
• every version of myself a clause inside a longer composition
• I keep reading, keep revising but the meaning shifts position
• like the center of a sentence when the gravitys in transition
• Im like, copernicus before the church assembled it's decision
• that the world revolved around them or sumthin I jjust had the sharper vision
• I was like "My mother raised me solo in the shelter of a steeple
• where the pastor preached abundance to the congregation's people
• who were mortgaging their miracle to feed something ephemeral
• a dream derred on a layway and the furniture and the numeral
• on the bill they couldnt really balance, whole thing went imperial
• in its weight. So I watched it settle on her face, the peripheral"
• I found the pen and paper like a rope thrown in a river
• when the current's at your ankles and the oxygen won't deliver
• I was like, sixteen, quills and ink stained hands in the Godhead which/
• made the language shiver
• with everything we swallowed at the table every winter
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• /// Hook \\\
• Meridian, meridian Im lowkey standing on the line
• where everything i've buried tries to meet everything I find
• Meridian, meridian the longitude of time
• where the man I was last winter doesnt recognize this rhyme
• I was winter, I was winter now the frost is on the vine
• I was built for something longer than the version I resigned
• Meridian, meridian where hemispheres aligned
• So i'm still learning how to breathe inside the space between the lines
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• /// Verse 2 \\\
• They tell me I've arrived, arrived at what exactly?
• When the trophys on the shelf and the feeling isnt matching
• when you crest the mountain top and find the view is kind of abstract/
• you can see everything below but you dont know how to map it
• back to when the climb was everything when hunger was the tactic
• the hunger kept the honest now the comfort is the casket
• So I study Greek mythology to understand the warning
• Icarus was arrogance I guess but daedalus was lwk mourning
• for the son he gave the wings to on a clear and perfect morning
• the disaster wasnt hubris it was love without a border
• giving someone flight before they understand the order
• of the sun and what it asks of those who dare to court her