Untitled 02 (2025) AKA. Cen$or$h...

I architect contempt like Imhotep built temples for the dead

Stone tablets in my mental, these sentiments embedded in lead

Heavy metal credentials, the medicine Ive bled through fundamentals

Stepping through the threshold where the devil and the gentle both assemble in my head

Im sketching out resentment with instruments and pencils made of sediment

The evidence Im penning is a testament to settlements we never could prevent

So I dissect the president, the precedent, the elements of negligence

Developing this narrative thats relative to exigence, Im severing the tenement

They planted seeds of bitterness in gardens where my genesis began

Now every sentence that Im penning is a menace to the gentleman that benefits from plans

Thats set to keep my people in predicaments, imprisoned in the sediment and sand.

The contempt contemplate while contents of my consciousness gets heavier

Im sisyphus, the boulder on my shoulder getting meteorical, consider us

the indigenous, the scholars labeled menaces by senators and editors

who fabricate the narrative and separate the heritage from evidence, its sinister

Im living in a cinema where villains wrote the ministers initial scriptures

Divisive literature depicting us as primitive, theyre painting fictional pictures

But wisdom is transmitted through my pens incision, cutting prison bars

Im fishing in a system thats malicious, pulling visions from the reservoir

The distance between stars and where we "are's" the very reason that I carry on

Creating constellations from the nations that were erased, I resurrect with marathons,

These cadences elaborate, the patterns that Im crafting like a paragon

of everything they told us that we'd never be, im chemical like Babylon

This contempt got dimensions, I could mention fourth-dimensional chess

Where every single sentence is a weapon I possess to resurrect the rest

The blessed and the wretched both invested in my message, I confess

Im stretching through obsession into sections unexplored, Im manifesting depth

These metaphors embedded got me pedaling through netherlores of federal excess

Where everything materials ephemeral, the terrors in accepting less

Than whats celestial, educational, rational and respectable as breath

Im stacking architectural collaterals, immaculate in every step, the eternal quest

for something more substantial than these brands they try to hand us as a test

of whether were susceptible to spectacles theyre selling us to manifest arrest,

Development suppressions their profession, Im a weapon that suggests

that breaking every chain and rearranging all the pain could be our greatest testament