Imagination got me driven at circadian rhythms
I’ll surf the waves within the system not serving no Satanism
I’m levitating from wisdoms to planes of escapism
From Great Britain to intergalactical states tripping
Not like, victims are traps to
The K within them, inner cell or in an instantly
The way they’ve been inflicted, cutting through the fabric of time
With divine lyrics, no knives, no gimmicks
Reality’s a b#tch if you don’t treat her like a princess
I treat her like a princess so she’s literally my mistress
I always stay original like Prince upon my fingers
It’s the prince of poor decision, that I’m here to make a difference
Projection of your thoughts will reflect as your mirror image
And the prospects that you’re reaching are ones that you self limit
Health is part reflective of what your body is built with
Plus your mind, soul and spirit are lining with time you’re given
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