One would be back to tha deconstruction,

Rebuilding this spirit from tha tops down,

Ready to hear me bust out these rounds,

Yeah, I'm out of my mothafuckin head,
I make spit clear, existing in ones heart,
In one thought, I chop brains like tomahawks,
Never apart so lets go for that walk,

As I start this combat of witty banter,
Tha faster I'm able to master these chapters,
In his and hers stories, mastered bridging gabs,
Making no lines in tha sand floatin passed,

Outcast that has outlasted the systems,
Death life ignorant bliss, tread mill hamsters,
Trained to do only two things, follow and believing,
I know, and I know this inside you knows I know,

For sho rewind that line a thousand times,
Until it breaks those wires in your craniums,
Think I'm spun, I ain't the ones thinkin,
They be spinnin a thousand miles an hour,

And I ain't with a flat anything,
In this three dimensional construct,
Crushed. I haven't even touched ya yet,
But, What The Bleep Do I Know, one feels,

Any way shape or form ya want it sliced,
I will tell ya always whole is where it starts,
And no matter this division differences,
Unique snow flakes, will never separate,

The facts energy is one in the same,
Same as all other energy in this universe,
As I leave these verses freely to be listened,
Unconditional love continues to be a choice,

If you can't make it one suggests,
You go take a look in tha mirror,
And ask yourself some personal questions,
To quest on whose really inside of self.

I lost all of this for the most part!! Or I have not got the proper things anymore to get back what I had...

FEEL FREE TO UPVOTE, COMMENT AND RESTEEM!!

Keep Steeming You Beautiful Spirits!!