Diirk
Pictured my life in inches
Saw it rolling called it visions
Tell me dreams aren’t real you won’t see no flinches
Pop or boom, atomic fissions

You don’t understand, I understand
God does, I’ll stick to my stance, I better do
I’m afraid of very few situations
Number one, in the Day of Judgment

Number two, in the case of self hatred
Clear cut rules and guides are given in the Book of Wisdom for the first
The latter I thirst for a path of personal freedom

Can I afford a life of rhythm?
I’ve been sleeping on floors and couches
To open doors to skies
For golden vouchers

As I reminisce through the lens of my inner self
I see my sinner self, non stop rebel
Am I able to finally settle my dreams
See them crystallize and grow stable and clean?
“Believe me", "Imagine this", "Imagine that”:
Three things I’ve gotten tired of saying and convincing
Man, back to back

Haven’t my words shown proof?
Haven’t my thoughts catapult -
Generations forward or am I the only one
Who’s going through the roof?

Dangerously, a dangerous feat
I foresee myself labelled a cuckoo
Crazy madman, just a poet with nothing
At hand, uh just ignore it

Bridge

Can’t ignore this
I know, obvious
Up the notches
Imma monstrously honor my words
If Allah wills it
Imma got this, Imma got ways
Ay regardless if I’m guard-less

I consider this my reborn day
Don’t capture the date
Capture the weight of the message packaged your way
But this master’s piece is greater than Rome
It may take a decade ‘fore it’s in your waves
'Fore it's in your waves
'Fore it's in your waves
'Fore it's in your
It's in your waves
It's in your waves
'Fore it's in your waves