I, self, Lord, and Master
I self, lord, and master, my cypher is clean.. Demolishing all negativity amongst me, as I follow a dream.. A dream for all, to see as I see.. Only to see, but not be what I be.. I was born from the womb, then born in the mental.. Teaching the dumb, deaf, and blind, hoping that they see on my level.. The world for what it is, truth for truth.. Lies for lies, taking what's good for you.. That mental food.. We must have knowledge of self, before you know anyone else.. It's not about cars, clothes, money, and wealth.. Because wealth comes from those, rich at mind.. Keeping their cypher divine, controlling their time.. Eyes wide open, three sixy-five.. Get caught on the mountain, but continue to climb.. Because if we all back track, it'll equal desaster.. So I, make my path in life, I self, lord, and master..
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