Imprisoned By The Mind
Imprisoned, in prison, envision
A spiritual and physical fission
Finding yourself in a cage
Not so sensitive to gender or age
You see this prison is the mind
This mind prison it isn't
A vision
It's a grave reality
Dying in your mind succumbing to a deeper, six foot deep
Grave. Reality
Stuck in this mentality, believing in the fallacies
The lights are dimmed using drained out batteries
And mental battery, accompanied by physical flattery
Getting caught in this material - stunned by the anatomy...
Of the lies we feed on
The type of over-ripened lies we raise this new breed on
So this mind-state
Locked up mind gate
Fort Knox if somebody knocks
If the locks break, try to support it with blocks
But then the blocks break, and the bricks crumble
Chained up mentally so we physically tumble
No beelines. We just straight up bumble
All cause we're imprisoned by emissions of a not so humbled
Being of death
Living in the air and he's stealing our breath
Imprisoned by the mind, oblivious to the signs of the
Right kind of
Food to the subconscious
So responsive to anything that you launch in
It's direction
So keep a strong mental reflection so you can flex and
Bust out of this prison that had you mentally locked up
Break out of these chains, or your vent will be blocked up
Merge the physical back to the spiritual
Try envisioning it's fine
No longer caught up by the devil
Or Imprisoned by the Mind