slowly drifting

the land of the free costed the lives of many of my past family as facts matter im the only knucklehead gat blasting mf from this lost ancient tribe that i look back and thank the man up above for giving me a gat a the air the American bald eagle has between its wings as he scoops up his dinner in a foresty type of scenery the day stood still as i stood up and sounded my war cry and attacked the mike with ancient freestyle styles from a place nor longer here i was flashed a premonition like final destination and here we are about to release our thoughts in the airwave wave after wave slowly drifting drifting away and the further away that i left my body i started crossing different dimension to a place not inhabited by men and in one loud voice i shouted freedom like braveheart except i kept my nuts i spit this ryme and show u all mfs how to invoke such ancient styles that will invade the airwaves waves after waves slowly drifting drifting away and it feels like in drowning wave after wave slowly drifting away