Lic 2

I’m sitting in the airport flying high, with the divine by my side. We on an off road timeline full of dust and smoke . The faint sounds of mystery and mysticism in the air, The energy is surreal. It’s pain, I can see.., I know I’m not a part of the smoke cuz I am the fire, I rise from the ashes like a phoenix, see I alchemize… I come from the land of misfits, the kingdom of glory. My mind is divinely driven, my scars are my receipts, I’m anointed and blessed and roll with the best. I was born to transform pain into power, I speak the truths, that wake the dead. See, I’m building me a legacy of divine beauty that heals what the world tried to bury. I am the cultural architect. I’m not dashin or clashin, BABY! Shit,, check your ticket! cuz you on the wrong line baby!! I’ll tell ya! Here’s how it goes… I don’t play, I slay!! So, hit it! HIT THE trains, DEE plains and DAAAutomobile! and get on your Flo cuz you like an elf, like elf on the shelf, drawin all kinds of karma in on the daily, laughing and joking all at the expense... see.. you DENSE…. So, I say.., Thank you. Thank , thankyou for the lesson cuz I’m looking for my blessings. Ain’t nobody got time for the round n Round. So come play in the land of misfits, we love to have you. Here, hang up your ego here and your hats over here and enjoy sometime with divine. don’t forget the one, two, one, cuz you don’t want to miss the guide, you’ll miss the ride so…., there’s the Bong wrips, next to the runtz.., It’s time for the ride.. So, put your LOCS on, sit back and enjoy the ride!