Things never change but the skin ever fades

Ask me what it means you can interrogate 

My lips are sealed like I’m in aeroplane 

Never felt I could win until I been on a stage

And my dreams came true and I booked faster

At good karma I got in shape like a good barber

We are the people that see past the evil

Build up a tree tall hold or and free fall

That’s that tuck and roll, so you can see yourself when you’re fucked and old 

And have done nothing bold

That’s the man of the hour when you stand and you shout and brandish the power

A man’s wrist is a flower hand picked to empower

And slam fist on the cowards

Match stick to the candle and mad ink on scourer 

Fill it up with dots and lines empty space the gods collide

Scramble for answers you can choose to not decide

This is what I’ve got inside, you and me are not alike

Art from head to toe a walking canvas there’s a lot to life

Art in head and soul I’m talking madness I could stop tonight

Karma’s petty handed she’s a bandit with a doctors mind

That’s scary and smart, keep everything to my chest but

I’m wearing my heart, you’d stare and you’d laugh

That’s the reason for the circle I couldn’t care what you are

One brush stroke and I’m aware of the past

The way that it felt but the care didn’t last

And time was just ticking like the hare in the park

So I water the helix and I prune all the weed bits

Be careful what you say cos I assume that you mean it 

It’s terrible in a way but the truth is the ceiling

That’s what we reach for that’s what we preach for

That’s how you see my ascension on the beats and in general

I could eat, fry and bench you can see my credentials

I put it in my DNA my kids’ll mic offend them

Create is on my skin with the tree that’s next to Neptune

These are symbols of my soul, A&H and cancer 

They are with me till I’m old 

With Lupe lyric that’s that’s the kindle for my craft

People are shocked like a windmill in a bath

This a window to the things that I think

I said I was a king then I blinked 

Gave my body to this shit and got a ying on my wrist 

Jumped in the deep end to sink till I swim

At the top of the morn what’s The Odyssey for

This the type of thinking they give lobotomies for

I command respect like when Prodigy talked

I switched lanes switch roles like a fucking sea horse

Switch place with a great I was reborn

Six days picked shapes then you see dawn

Pick takes spit flames like a fucking wyvern 

Which way should I take I have never been torn

I was a 2002 baby what made me

Choose a cassette? The first album I bought was iTunes on the web

The computer was tuned in my head, now I’m losing my breath 

And I’m chewing my pen

Hurt people hurt people rings louder than a dirt needle or a burst beach ball

I learned 3 rules 

Number 1 is if you weren’t deceitful your world is peaceful 

Two is if you feel it then you mean it and if you mean it then you say it

Nothing worse than someone with feelings they containing

And 3 is put it on paper, take it off the page and spit it in the face of people till the day’s done