If you’re the one who has been, one of those who have been,
Familiar with my experiential tendencies, curious too.
Who know of to an extent, my perpetual weariness from any guaranteed glamour
To mediate through, or present self when as an ex known traveller emcee I was funnily suggested more to be on streaming than to never stop refining my not so unique quest.
Rest of yall new enthusiasts coming onto my digital domains.
Who fail to process my lyrics, provide me a critique, decode assumptions I endorse.
Of Course she is proud or shy, was it an improv? Why all your beats sound so empty?
Try my headphones, hmmm thats interesting!
I remember the time fellow musicians were like yo Mc Kaur, this part you do your bla bla.
See the gap between my pen and paper seldom equals,
The space between my frontal teeth.
Once the track be released the fuck you gon do?
Taker not only maker packages a policy
Now watch me coincide with your subjective analogy but…
‘Please, for your own peace of mind, try, not rating me’
Give thanks for co paving my constant de - becoming!

Tell me if it's over yet
Would they regulate growth of Inner bacterial creatures?
Or ensure the limit our immunity reaches, don't know!
Revolving fears held in so to change our testimonies on how to let it go.
Costing not enough life amidst peeking demise
Them bees outta the hive copulating with less freedom.
Talking to neighbors a mighty cause to cater,
Gossips reveal but up till see you later.
Im open to hope on each return to my sanctum.
Echoing doubts equanimous in belief
Anonymously releasing potentiality of a disease.
Aint begging to be deceived in the name of science
Brutal array of lunatic eugenics. Surpassing logic by leaving others to starving.
Discarded sects currently be carving survival tactics worth no applause but an experience so I begin by regulating what I eat to my bin.