lit

My Proverbial pendulums swinging silently

Been that way since 93, violently

Cuttin' the excess glutton off the moment

presence fully focused freedom form flowing

Sowing seeds of atonement

sending words of condolence

to worthy opponents.

Yesterday's a far gone memory

The thought of tomorrow feeds me energy.

Images in my mind's eye photo-synthesize

My lifetime into ill rhyme styles I compile .

From the grit the grime, the signs, crimes and

The lessons that turned into blessings

Read fine print in between the lines

guidelines of intelligent design

The light within refracts through the prism

I feel the circadian rhythms.

My vision manifests compositions of lyricism with surgical precision

I Only Got One mission

weaving riddle's from wisdom rich in symbolism

The Message contains abstract artifacts

From an insomniac's almanac.

Keep the fat stacks and the Cadillac

Here to clap back at hacks with wack intentions and

speed up my ascension from this dimension.