[Verse 1]

Alright, kings

Yupp

Pull this poison pen out let the tips record my life

Skipping on the borderline

Hidden in this force of mind

Spittin this gon torch the mic

This wicked kid of course gon shine

Lickin rifts to forward time

Getting big the more I rhyme

Rappin, it's wrappin like Christmas gifts the store provides

Liquid hits a source of light

That tricks the chicks that torch your eyes

Leaving even organs blind

If you eatin pork and swine

Then you atheist, the way we get can leave a corpse alive

We're walking dead, noggin heads, we eat with forks and knives

The shine in my heart is, more than just a pride

My feet could walk for miles without me there to the force to ride

To achieve awards I stride

Not only just to free the core inside

You gotta bleed threw war and cry

I breath in forms of might

While I'm pleading for my life

Am I eating or am I dying

Will I leave this world tonight

Will I be charged for treason for teaching the world what's right

Pineal gland is an eagle eye

Enter the diary of an eager mind