Closer To Unknown.. My Heart It Beats the Notes
Some Ask- If blot Is an Addict.. To The Harvest of these Quotes.
Open Up My Poems.. And let My Darkness Be Controlled
Some Kats -Can Rap It to Canvas.. But Im An Artist Of the Soul
I Can Carve It out of Stone..
But it Depends On Improvment
Then I can Market To the Grown that spent there Life as Truant
Closest To Divine When Im Injesting Mind Pollutants
A Poet and A Mime That Rhymes as The End Of Times Confucias
The Next In Line Of Mutant.
Im Fluent with the Tragedy -
And Its Factorys Hatchery Manufacturing our Majesties
Never dress for the vanity And Im Not A Student of The Faculty
Fell from the Galaxies appletree An relized im not Held by Gravity
(Had to Be a Battery)
..Its what Holds My Anatomy.
In a Masterpiece of Mastered Peace And Soulful expantioning
this Demon can Text??? ha, ya fukin Betta Believe It..
an i keep skeletons in my closet like Endeavors an Secrets
You Could Never Damage The Rap, My Flow Is Divinly Equiped
To Create These Mc's Using One Half of my Rib
Its a Matter Of Fact I Mastered Factions of Spit
And Can Imitate Your Favorit Rapper Using One Half of My Wit