Dynamism
..ill die a young mystic, hand balling spliffs
Going live a slum villain, steady clenching a gift.
Jet ascending ghetto residence,
Raise and lift.
I'm Ela-vating shit,
To Where the pavement ends.
My kicks shapeshift into miniature spaceships.

Igniting the stars, thoughtthe infinite blankness.

Blanket black skies, with gang constellations.

My star signs banging,
my Virgo tribe nation.
It's the young venerated
New Black Jesus painting,
Velveteen Jones,
Elbowing with Greatness,

Flowing halo gold,
On a worn crown hanging.
Like friends and foes.
Like thems and yours
Like pimps and whores.

Like I meant this more.

I went from EBT to university steps,
Getting deeper by degrees.
Getting colder like a breeze,
Blowing homes to smithereens.

I'm a force of rap nature they cant intervene.

So it's getting mean.
I mean I genuinely will achieve.
Every figment of the dreams
I fantasy for me.

Fancying the lavish
Sweet hand of luxury.
Holding onto me like dope to a friend.

Pipe dreaming.
Me in my genius.
Find thinking reasons why I can't