I reside in my own palace,
Peering into a path of malice, attraction
The dark has me mapping,
A way to get out
Cause I fell so far down, no capping,
Trapped upon a vile trapping,
Same laps, I be lappin
An endless loop of the same 'ol rapping
But a little more personal, from the soul I'm tapping

Round and round, full circle,
Gathering the facts, and fuckin it up like urkel
But learning, getting wiser,
as the circle thins out, barely breaking the hurdles, for each loss, I go back and write up in the journal, each mistake encircled
Learning, as my mind traverses the universal
Speaking with a staff, but verbal
Till I'm old, wise, the only one left,
As It all comes full circle
And I walk through the portal
Back in my domain, IMMORTAL
Nothing is eternal, but in my own domain?
I got more bills than soros,
Making my own mind race ~
Even when I'm feeling safe,
cause even at home base
Ima put in the work,
and grind forever at my own pace

And escape
Without a trace ~
But leaving nothing behind
So I can open a window
A metaphysical image of my on spiritual space

Like a shattering vase, entering the game ~
With no back up, or even a dollar on my name
Cosigning myself, cause I'm introverted,
So no stories bout me except for the ones I tell
And the pelt, I wear from a dragon's helm,
Like a crown, only having meaning in my town
My palace, my domain,
So I say this shit cause from my brain,
I trained, to mentally conjure
Words from the veins,
From the blood leaving my whole page stained
Making my mark, to add to the domain,
Staying on one lane, that twists and turns, cause normalcy would make my whole soul burn
Fuck balance, that shit don't exist ~
So I heed what lays before me in the mist
Unknowing of universal whim,
or the various cosmic rifts
Rather just puff a spliff, and let shit hit
As I stay back in my land,
Watching reality bend, and shift
Intentionally getting hit,
so my skin becomes thicker than brick
As fire shreds opposition from the lips
Got a busted up whip ~
Don't give a shit,
cause when my chakra aligns
I be flying, seeing translucent
Metaphysic, speaking in music
This shit ain't even a trip
Just all a part of my god-given kit
My god-given gift
Never had to wish, cause ethic,
manifested, knowledge-like metrics
With ethos,
building blocks,
Unveiling the spirit beyond skin,
Manifesting one's own mythos ~
Taking the info, and flexing like Lou Ferigno
Don't need signals, writing in sigils
Like Magneto, hitting with the infinite, critical
Belittled, cause my words are like riddles,
Hidden from the base of the mind, but affecting the whole game like cyberdyne ~