A battle with my mind on the outer rims of consciousness
And I'm a writer, not a fighter, never flaunt the fists
And yet, I conquered this aggressive state of mind
Sun-rays are fine, living in a soul ahead of time
I'll never find that peace cause it's within me
If you didn't want them bridges burning, don't make 'em flimsy
It's simply a manifestation of native brothers,
Belated lovers and anyone who prayed to Mother
Earth, For what it's worth I'm living on this cursed turf
And I find every time I rhyme, it hurts worse
(Wait, it hurts worse? but I thought...)
You'd think release would make it better
But it's just a clear reminder of this cold and soulless weather
Forever these lyrics I write, that's where I'm goin'
Brain overflowin' with poems, so get to know 'em
And let your Soul vibrate throughout the Infinite
Cause Life is intimate and one day we all finish it
Let your Soul vibrate throughout the Infinite
Cause Life is intimate and one day we all finish it