Must be the God in Me...
Grantin me passage to your cerebellum's proximity with imagary bold
Candid similies from the soul used as compensation to pay the toll
To conceptual crossrads, sporadically navigated by weaker minds
Pursuing the unattianable, blind, yet still percieving life's street signs
Defying street science, my supernatural alliance dismantles that chimistry
Permiting me to plunge through centuries' memory, reach depths of infinity
Rather than toil in the shallow pools of wise fools consumed by perceptions
Misguided direction providers disguised as riders, I refuse to respect them
My weapon, my third eye, enhanced to transform written word into visuials
Na a pesant turned imperal, make use of life lessons as inspriational material
To provide ill lines for vast minds, in 5 minutes post drops to withstand time
As time stands still, I still feel will driven, athesist mindstate, skill god given
Overshadowed by the stress given by dwelling in socety's social prisims
Sufficating individualism, peeps fall victim to mojority's armies of conformity
Confuse originality with a new generations defience to perform normaly
But Ledge manage to stay afloat in your seas of a disease called ignorance
....................................I'm uninfected and will remain such forth hence
Just a keystyle, thinkin out loud know
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