Raw minerals, God fiddles with fine Filaments. My brittle grip Eclipses. My Fingertips... Drip lemony Sediment on the Slope. I’m innocent, I’m limitless, I’m woke. I’m bitterness, I’m impotence, I’m hope. I’m the subliminal Impetus to elope. I’m a spokesman, Open wide, cuz I’m literal. Dopest Dojo vibe alive Physical. Source codes in A scorch flow, Wake catalyst. Force grows as The words glow, Make, manifest. So froze, At the North Pole Type rappin shit. At the front door, And I’m tappin it. Dip. Rattle on board, These digs is A battleship. War cry Every time I spit. Shit… This is a mystic moment, If I never write back, Don’t miss me, homie. I’m a lover by day, A sadistic warrior, By night I fight for the Glitz and honor. Got lists all day, better bring your commas. But you better not trip dawg, Leave your dramas. At home, unknown, Just drifting aimless. But not unlike your persistent pavement. I’m hard as dice On streets in Vegas. I’m not all nice, But peace can change us. This is the voice of the one and only creator, I’m speaking to paint a picture 
between the folds in your nature, like... Validation is not a preoccupation That I am tryna invest an amount of time Being differed by... Editing and re-editing my appearance, It feels so fucking pathetic, 
I’ve had with these conveniences. I’m on a mission to build a bridge from your 
brain which is limited to the part of your heart 
that’s clearly a miracle. I’m not deluded, I’m really gifted and able, 
I put my chips on the table and walk away 
when I’m fucking broke. I’m only trying to be a beacon, an angel,
 a messenger full of hope in the midst
 of a world that’s full of smoke. Flow rappin, Genome hackin, Sea foam beach Release the soul back in. Bob steadily, Jobs that rob energy. Laws that lost Touch with god are all dead to me. Prioritize the vibe Over the mindset. Dive deep inside To find timeless. Ness, Like why would I guess when I already know? Rest, when I am depressed and just let it go. Cuz it comes right like a batarang, Bass that slaps, and a ass like da da dang!!! Feelin inspired and wired by my entire tribe. So I aspire to rise up Until the fire dies. They called me crazy, I kinda liked it, I couldn’t change. I couldn’t help it, I got excited, I caught a wave. I saw a sign in the sky, And then I was swallowed whole. I realized my entire life Was illogical. I started following feeling, And thought much less. Until I started dissolving Into the sunsets... Until I started dissolving Into the sunsets... 

Until I started dissolving Into the sunsets...

It’s an understatement, just to say we’re underrepresented. When the truth is we’ve been hunted and segregated and led astray. I ain’t the type to complain about politicians, Or the systems that enslave us, but I think about it everyday. I ain’t ashamed of my place in it, I’m complacent, I’ll admit, but at least I’m aware of it, and I sense a change. Is coming quicker than any body in power will care to share in the papers, they pacified us with lemonade. A revolutions occurring, emerging under the surface, it ain’t the type that goes away when you press a key. And so as Lennon would say, I think it’s time to have faith, and get involved while doing our best to let it be. I think it’s time for the recreational ecstasy, For couples counseling and veterans with ptsd. Entheogens can be are medicine, when it’s properly regimented, I think that there are benefits to lsd. I’m being open and candid, cuz god damnit I’m anxious when I am constantly calculating how I’m received. That shits a trip and I’ve had it, with being half of my actual self, if you don’t understand it, that’s peace. I am a designer of higher vibing environments, Constantly refining and dialing in my higher self. I wrote this song as I diatribe for the commonwealth. I wrote this shit for you, and to remind myself. That even though in reality there are obstacles. A lot things that are common place were impossible. A little bit of direction can go a long way. About a century ago, you couldn’t get on a plane. (Because they literally hadn’t invented planes yet, until like 1905, haha) So take a minute, and listen before you speak. There are infinite potential existences that could be. If you are humble and willing to just observe, I believe we could soon see peace on earth. I mean if Nicola Tesla discovered energy that literally just needed an antenna and was endlessly Free and available, then anything is possible. Levitating trains could come and replace fossil fuels. It took us only a handful of generations to Establish the foundation of the world in which we live today. I think it’s absolutely stupid and ridiculous 
to give in to the way that people tell you how live and pray. I am a designer of higher vibing environments, Constantly refining and dialing in my higher self. I wrote this song as I diatribe for the commonwealth. I wrote this shit for you, and to remind myself. That even though in reality there are obstacles. A lot things that are common place were impossible. A little bit of direction can go a long way. But then again I guess it’s easier to fucking complain.

Elegant skeleton dance, It’s romantic. Elements blend and crash, In slow tantrums. Never did I get so close To a chance. That wasn’t my chance to grasp, So I grasped it. Bypassed all the rat race Madness. All I ever wanted was a Blanket, that’s it. Oh yeah, and maybe a Blank canvas. Ran to the banks of The river and I swam in. Cro magnum man Became bankers. Slow jams that Make the crowd bonkers. Ghost lands where All of the hairs stand up. Cold hands, black magic, and Monsters. Dope rap that cats could call Conscious. Gold straps, mud flaps, And a hostage. Rogue path that tapped The soul’s calling. Smoke plants, but only Because it’s awesome. Style: Massive,
 I’m breaking the vibe canister.
 Y’all can’t take me alive,
 Unless I ask you to.
 Time traveler, Wise ass janitor.
 Full time grind, 
Design the mind’s atmosphere.

 Fresh lavender,
 Blends with zen cannabis.
 Trends that’ll tend to 
Test a man’s avarice.
 Mad gadgets, 
And cavalier with the caviar.
 Half pacifist, 
 Half of him is a man of war. 

Rhyme balancer, 
Grime ambassador.
 Full on chiropractic
spine handler.
 Track sampler,
 Passionate past scavenger.
 Whack challenger ,
Rapid as a Tyrannosour.

 Snap fastener,
 Fast as a black panther is. 
Vice chancellor, 
Channelin through a language gift. 
Landlubber, A lover of grand mothers. 
I struggle with bad rap, 
That’s shallow and lackluster. 

Tap dancing,
 I’m tapping the light aquifer. 
Awkward or not, 
I’m writing by biography.
 I’m like Salvador Dali, 
my clock’s trippy sun. 
I’ll keep rocking
this microphone Til I’m 51. Cinderella predator, level of earth, center point. In and outta every nebula like a satellite. Bass elements, homie I stay relevant, Wake to an altered state I call tenderness. Raw reverence, had it with god get a grip, Ain’t no fightin lightnin like this. I’m a glow so bright a titan might piss. I’m a flow so right that it hits in your hips. And it’s liquoroce, visceral bliss, The kid flipped it. Incense wafts and twists, As I witness it. 
I’m like an amateur matador
 When I rap a verse. 
I’m like a dazzling comet
 That’s crashing back to earth. My flow cardiovascular,
 like a throbbing heart.
 I’ll knock a hole in a basket,
 and call in modern art. 

I love watching the aftermath
as it falls apart.
 It’s like a delicate avalanche 
of erotic sparks. 
I tried to saddle a pterodactyl, like Avatar.
 But I was bucked cuz I couldn’t 
manage the handlebars. 
I tried, I couldn’t imagine 
a better allegory.
 If you could top it,
then how about you just do it for me. I’m a magician, my spelling is on point. Ballerina penmanship when I drop joints. Fresh wizard, a pivotal prose catalyst. Dipped my pen in some ink, but I ran out of it.

Perfect unfolding. Joyful unknowing. Lost in a cosmic Toroidal sun glowing. Obstacles morphing, All of it flowing. Optical blocks the Internal emotions. Sending it inwards, Unraveling fake. Battles with castles And dragons and snakes. Mystical moment, Magical lake. Shimmering, glistening, Actual state. Stories unwinding, Disguises collapse. As I gaze at the moon, Lying flat of my back. And the grass is much greener, Inside of my self. For I’m actually everything I’ve ever felt. Watch as it weakens, Then soften and melts. Into nothing but splendid Immaculate held. Gasping for factual Figures and forms. While dormant within me The fractals are born. Passionate poses for Radical trust. Lacking the thought That I’m lacking enough. Atoms expanding And filling the hush. With a million subliminal Digital hums. Um, if you sit within in a frequency of blame, Wondering why nobody is cheering your name. Let me say that, if you’re sincerely seeking a change. You are the one who’s holding your chains. You are the sun unfolding, pure flame. You are the love you’re hoping for, babe. You are the dormant vocal cord cage. You are the un drawn sword, you’re tame. You are the core distortion you curse. You are the gorgeous orphan home first. You are the care, the calm, the cool breeze. You are the storm that pours on your beach. You are the king, the queen, the wise clown. You are the place the hate must tear down. You are the basic bliss, the warm rush. You are abundance, you are enough. You are the grace, the purity untouched. You are the ace in the sleeve, you’re luck. Your’s is the nature that you must trust. Your’s the face that you gotta face, but... Make no mistake, there’s others who may come. Those who have misplaced faith in the one. Those who have disgraced angels and love, So what will you do when they show up?! Are gonna hide your greatness, play small? Are you gonna cave, or scale the Great Wall? Are you gonna beat the drums, and stand strong? Are you gonna act how you have all along? Well, I hope not, this is not time for the old you. Everybody rise right now, you’re a soldier. You are a warrior, a lover, a high priestess. You are the keeper of all the divine secrets. You heart is the key, it’s the password. That’ll deactivate the reactor. That’ll reimagine what you were past and, Put that whack program on blast, man!!! Fuck all of that trash you were taught dude, That is not your truth, it is not you. All my queens and goddesses where you at? What have you not been saying just to attract, Some asshole, girl, he does not deserve you! That’s not a problem that y’all should work through. Don’t stifle the clarity of your soul. Words like rifles, and eyes like gold. Hold all people in your sphere to a standard. Keep that fear at bay, it’s no master. We’ve been through natural disasters For thousands of years, and here we are standing. This is not the time to be weak now. This is the time to be free and proud. Yet humble, bow, listen, and learn. Stand up now, and receive you’ve earned. This is an anthem for everybody alive. Everyone that struggles with something but still tries. Everybody’s beautiful, everybody is pure. Everyone is worthy, your medicine is the cure.

In it to win it, but winnin isn’t a thing. Infinite addiction to limitless in a being. A solid vision is everything to king. If’n you get lost in the properties of the stream then... A lotta people could suffer, still gotta flow though. Life is amorphous, an opportunity dojo. Or playground, however you gotta grow, go... Or stay down, cuz nobody really knows, so... Don’t be a hostage to other people’s opinions of you. This introduces a blockage, and if they really loved you. They’d understand that is isn’t a single road, But a million little wholes that converge in the soul, In the soil, that absorbs the water into the aquifer. Slow down, just observe, there’s no wrongness here. There’s just a field of an unconditional faith. That exists in the space between the fear on your face. ...This is the miracle lake, home of the sacred. ...See it as clear as the day of my first break up. ...Everybody comes in leaves naked, Don’t play like it don’t hurt, you’re awake now. ...Ye ain’t got a stifle the pain, These adolescents pick up the rifle and aim. High rises, and justice systems, and all of it. I wasn’t taught how to manage much of a tall budget. And yet I guess I’m expected to be a standard now. I ain’t the author, and so I don’t have the answers, na. What I’ve got is a canvass I gotta paint. Got a late night type rhythm and I ain’t. Gonna change lanes, speed up, second it guess it with shame. Or try to communicate what I’m going through in vein. To a vain and under appreciative parade, Of vague ass fake motherfuckers in the rain. Worth my weight in salt, water, and minerals. Hurt but the pain don’t stop me from living dude. This isn’t something we can simply wish away. This is something that we have to be committed to today. This is not a fucking phase, this is something that I’m married to. What would you want to be wearing the day they bury you? See I believe in imagination and miracles. In fact I’m rather infatuated with fairy tales. But in a way that relates to the present here and now. I guess I’m trying to say that if you believe in Tao. It doesn’t matter what anybody’s agenda is. I’m not effected by sedatives or the censorship. They try to sell us, I’m telling you, you are god. You are perfectly assembled with your messiness and flaws. You are virtually endless, though you’re certainly alive. And confined to a physical body, but when you die. ...There is a part of you that never goes away, That continues through the minuscule particles you are made of. ...This isn’t spiritual theory, this is a fact. You emerged from a place you will soon go back to. On special days I remember it in my bones. An effervescence, a delicate sense of flow. ...The funny thing is that everybody knows this. Everybody goes back home... Osmosis. Everybody goes back home... Osmosis.

Timelessness in a waking dream. Fresh new flesh, but an ancient being.
 My intent is a grace supreme. I invest my faith in things. That I feel, but i can’t quite see. Ate me a meal, but I’m still hungry. Life is so surreal to me, So filled up with such beauty. So strange, in a playful way. Time sits still but the whole thing changes. Shapeshifting, transformation. Waves that just keep building breaking. And it hits in a slow pulsation, In the midst of a world full of nature. Adrift on a cosmic spaceship. Aimless, but it all seems sacred. Angels in a great big oasis. Faded, lost in a sea of faces. Why’d they take these trees for paper? Why’d they kill these peaceful natives? All things must grow and evolve, Go with the flow, erode and dissolve. Smoke rises off the copal, Looks like snakes and smells like god. God damn, I don’t know at all. Walls close in, but I’m so enthralled. So stoned in my overalls, That I’m not too prone to your protocol. So ill when I spoke my bars, That the cats in the back started going bald. Sorry dog, if I’m showin off, It’s just cuz I know that I got what I got. No, but actually on the real, I can see humanity blossoming, and I feel. Like even though shits so crazy. Some day soon, something is waiting. Sometimes it so frustrating, But there is no debating. That with with some motivation, We can be shown amazing. Things that we ain’t seen before. It’s like a scene through a secret door. I got a taste, but I need some more. I believe in a peaceful war. Erybody release and be free now. Please, less police in these streets now. Please, more respect, i wanna see ya bow. Please, plant these seeds, so the trees can grow. I wanna feel you and know that you got my back fam. This could honestly be humanities last stand. Damn... I don’t wanna be a buzz kill. I just wanna be in touch with the what’s real. Uh... Cuz I’m tired of all the fake. Here right now, so we do we gotta wait. For a world that is more stupendous. More in tune, in touch, more breathless. With a sense of awe, let us return. Back to the land of the ants and the ferns. To the land of the ancestors...

See, there’s an element of: 
I just need to leave, Need to let it breathe. 
Let it be, Take a step out of this web we weave. 

I just need to smell a tree,
 Maybe take a walk.
 On a beach or a dock, 
Maybe see the stars. 

I just need me a minute,
 Maybe a couple days.
 Unplug, Break free from this fuckin maze.

 I just need me some nature, 
 Need me a pause. 
Need for the creator to see me,
 Teach me a song, like… 


I am utterly lost, 
 And I’m okay with that.
 I am grateful for
 Every single table scrap. 

I am grateful for the rain,
 And the waves that crash.
 Everything that I am, 
It can be taken back.

 I ain’t the master, 
I’m merely a mortal man. 
I’m fearlessly fascinated with
 Magic, gravity, and…

 The balancing in between,
 The battery of our dreams.
 The rattling of the cage,
 The capture, and the release.

 And it’s peaceful, 
Here at the center beyond time.
 Where the rhetoric and revelations 
Bind and combine.

 Where the silence, levitates, 
Rises and dives.
 To the place that is blind,
 Unbridled and unrefined. 

Where it’s vibrant, wild,
 Kaleidoscopic and calm. 
Where we all feel odd, 
 Invited to be involved.

 Excited to be appalled, 
Ignited to be evolved. 
Decidedly uninvolved, 
 These politics makes are a yawn.


.. Robotic and out of tune,
 These factories of our doom.
 Dramatically, we consume.
 Emphatically, we abuse.

 What has the power to heal,
 The planet, we’re out of touch.
 The power of how we feel. 
The power of our love.

 It’s absolutely enough,
 You’re perfect, healthy, and whole.
 The alchemy of the rush.
 The majesty of the soul.

 Though tragedy is a thing, 
Reality is a joke.
 So laugh when you have it all, 
And especially when you don’t… yo.

 See, I’m aquatic, A product of my environment. Biological, Auto pilot anonymous. I’m all about it, Falling onto the ground I kiss. Honored by it, But obviously I’m out of it. Calmikaze, I need me a cappuccino quick. Brag about it, I’m clouded because of ego trips. Black and proud, But it isn’t about appearances. Yet it is, so they’re Grappling with a fearfulness. Rude and rowdy, A chewed up the paparazzi, spit. Out a piece of the camera Off a the balcony. Dude I’m doubting That half a these cats are half a shit. But I’m actually proud Of the way I handle it. Calm and cozy, I’m kickin back in a Cadillac. I overdosed on my hopefulness, Dog, imagine that. Hocus pocus, It’s happening in a magic way. Shout out to my people Whose back in Santa Fe. Origami, 
call me a foreign body anomaly. 
I’m the calmest 
common denominator in all of these. 
Colonies, call me a doctor
 because I’m not at ease. 
Modern living got me
in odd conditions, and probably. 
Out of tune with planets rhythm,
 and out of sync.
 Lotta music is lacking vision,
 and rather weak. 
Attitude and imagination, 
the missing link. 
It’s fascinating how fast that
 ship can sink. 
So, pour it on me,
 A mortal because I gotta be.
 All of me is not but but an offering, 
for the God we seek. 
I’m on a journey, 
The Odyssey never bothered me. 
Honestly, 
I’m all for the bottom feeders they gotta eat 
Too, like you and me,
 there’s no novelty. 
Obstacles are not gonna stop me from
where I wanna be. 
Rock solid,
 I’m wondering not wandering,
 Thoughts like ink blots,. See what you wanna see. 


Still learning, imperfect, 
 But not flawlessly. 
Love my body, 
I’m stocking up on the broccoli. 
Molotov concepts on top of beats. 
Live life consciously or 
unconsciously. 
It’s not upon me to alter the
way you gonna live. 
Brainwashing’s the policy 
of the government.
 But me I’m choosing the
 quality over quantity.
 And treating every human
 with some equality. 
Stand rooted in truth, 
beauty, and sovereignty.
 Might not know where I’m going. Yes, I'm lost indeed. 

But I know that 
where ever I’m gonna go,
 Whatever I’m gonna do,
 I’m gonna do it with soul.
 I’m gonna do it with love,
 My homie, I’m my zone.
.. Cuz everywhere that I roam,
 I’m feeling like I’m at home. I’m feeling like I’m at home.

Lost in the river of thoughts, It won’t stop. Pause is a button that’s stuck, To go on... Is the only option, That I’m offered it seems. Toss the precautions out, It’s full steam. Forward, only real decision Is in which direction. ...Sittin in the middle Of an intersection. On a busy street, Vision feelin incomplete. Bringing my attention to the Rhythm that’s within my feet. Inner peace seams weak, So I inhale. Try to fill this sail, But the wind’s stale. No focus, Hope is a brittle myth. So much work to subsist, And to just exist... In the distance, Shop lights flickerin. God like calm sets in so, I sip it in... One step makes two, With a little kick. And I’m off, on my way like, This is it... Keep moving, mind stays vigilant. Eyes stay fixed on a timeless Vision Quest. Soon motion builds a momentum, Thoughts slow down as the foots pace quickens. Young children dart through the cityscape. Heart stays cool as I start to envision Grace. Shapes shift and the sunset settles in. Breath ebbs and floods as the adrenaline... Starts lessening, self hate follows it. No more aches and pains to chase bottles with. Weight softens, shoulders sink a bit. Voices assaulting, calling me an idiot... Stop bothering, doubt stops hollering. Feel more solid, grateful, more confident. Live long and prosper, like Spock said. And the positive mantra fills my head. Something sorta like life is a gift. Give more love and give less shits. Be patient, take more risks. Be more playful, let’s dive in. Filling with the feeling of loving and loss, tossed... Into millions of memorable moments, at what cost? Willingness to go on a journey and get lost. In the cosmic, ups and downs of this process. Awed, as it bucks me off, at this crossroads. Which way am I gonna walk now? God knows. This life’s a trip and a half, right though? Sit back and listen and laugh, nice joke! Between ignition and crash, tight rope. Live life with vision intact, light codes. This roads a perilous path, don’t blink. Don’t think too much, do your own thing. See you gotta be present, cuz when the phone rings. Ain’t no such thing, as postponing. Got to take that call, when it comes. Brace your self, when God says run. Made a b line to align with my higher self. Watched as the design melted upon itself. Lost in the tree lined streets, sat upon a hill. H Found that flick and swish, like mcgonnigal. Killed all doubts real swift with a tomahawk. Found self love in a hallway all alone. Prodigal son, Im a proper pilgrim of prose. That wrapped that vibe around a digital dose. Of a boom bap, boom ba doom dat. With a full bloom rap that I used a like a bat. And I smashed down half assed clowns with a glance. Then I sat down, And passed out in the grass. Then I smoked that grass, til I saw past all that. Sawed my assistant in half, and beyond that. I started seeing that everything was alive, Remembered I was divine, and entered into the silence. Never allow your present, To be defined, By people who don’t vibe With the utmost highness. Every time you find yourself in a bind. And having to re decide Who you are, Be reminded. You are all that exists In the world In the form of a singular being, You are priceless. And if all that has been In the past, Leading up to the now, Was a build to a climax. Keep in mind That in this point in time, Just because you are here right now, You are that. You are actually atoms Of gas. That amassed from a vast expanse Of pure stardust. That have gathered and Happened to land in The shape of a woman or man, You’re the harvest. Of an age old Particle dance, And it’s hard to express in words How bizarre this. Is, but I have to ask That with all that said, If you are the One true artist. What do you want To make and create And share with the world Before you’re a carcass? I believe all beings That are here Are a part of a grand elaborate Odd process. Please participate, In the game that we play With ourselves As God that’s incarnate. You are God incarnate.

Jesus was a carpenter, me I dream in a different way. I rearrange the constellations of your inner space. I speak in total coherence, but in a disarray. You have to work to figure out what happens in this brain. I seldom settle on symbolism, it’s not enough. I have to hit you with literal things, sticks and mud. Before you budge, I’m a bridge but a pretty brittle one. A middle man in between what seems like a liquid sun. And every other inhabitant of a city scape. I meditate for a million days but I’m still an ape. I butter bread with a fingertip like a razor blade. My love is delicate, limitless, and it’s really made. Of lotus blossoms, bottle caps and a bulb. With a wattage that is kinda colossal outta my tongue. But hun, I’m not here to hurt you, I’m only here for the heal. I’m only here for the spiritual theories that feel real. They say that patience a virtue, And I think it’s true. It’s underrated, And, I understand there’s work to do. This situation is basically irreversible, I ain’t ashamed of my nature, I’m just a perfect fool. I’m not a prophet, I’m more of a little kid. I’m not a fan of the logic, They try to sell. All of my life I was trying just to Fit in, Until I realized my self. Was absolutely immaculate Just the way it was. I didn’t have to be vaccinated, Or pray in church. They try to pump us With adoral, an array of drugs. But all of that Just made it worse. I’m here to tell you, The fabric of your design. Is something that’s So amazingly accurately aligned. That what assembles The synapses in your mind. Is exactly the intelligence That balances the skies. That which has been orchestrating Animals and tides. Is the same that erects And stacks up the spine. That supports you, That which imbues you with life. That which is true, It’s too hard to write. In one song, To share the immense gratitude. I feel enamored by the traffic That’s surrounding you. I feel inspired by everything That you are. All the elaborate chemistry That informs you. I feel the rapture of The transit of the stars. I feel the grandeur in The bland and the normal. I feel expanded by Magnetisms pull, I feel enchanted by The marble and coral. I feel the blanket of The plants and the minerals. I took for granted the granite That I was born on. Until I grasped the fact That all of this is magic, And to miss it you would Have to be a moron. You are a channel, An instrument for the tune, That is played on a stage Between the sun and the moon. Organic matter, Upon a massive balloon, That happens to have a view, And ample sources of food. Dude... I find it hard to believe That you are an accident. And yet I don’t pretend to understand the cause. All the I can say is that Family, this is pretty damn wild. You can tell me if I’m wrong. I can’t be sure if I’m dreaming Or if I’m not. I can’t imagine there’s really much of A difference though. All I can say, Is whatever this is going on. Is intrinsically A miracle. I can’t be sure if I’m dreaming Or if I’m not. I can’t imagine there’s really much of A difference though. All I can say, Is whatever this is going on. Is intrinsically A miracle. I can’t be sure if I’m dreaming Or if I’m not. I can’t imagine there’s really much of A difference though. All I can say, Is whatever this is going on. Is intrinsically A miracle.