Haven’t had my license in a few years
So right now it’s illegal to drive myself insane
But laws were made to be broken, so I ride dirty
Four-trackin, rockin' a straightjacket
Consciously high wire walking
No net to catch me if I’m fallin — it’s only dreams
In times I realized, I of sound mind
Found sound slaves who bathed in the soundwaves of my bloodstream
Cyclops watches from mountaintops
Those that topple from pedestal praisers
Show me a humble man, and I’ll show you a hero
Show me the prideful and I’ll show you an unmarked grave
I blindfolded Justice with the hands of time
To spare her eyes from her children’s corruption
Patched my wings with duct tape and hope to catch a bird’s eye
View of the construction of our own destruction
To demonstrate we excavate at Atlantis depth
Questioning questions don’t lead to where the answer’s kept
The wicked live where faith and doubt intersect
So if it’s a last breath, they’ll bleed it ‘til no passion’s left
Listen!
Only those who have mastered the framing of masterpieces
Can bask in the master’s peace
So recognize the genius in others in order for your genius
To be recognized for the heights it’ll reach like…