I’m always deciphering riddles In ancient sign language signals Beamed from far away solar systems Contact from above or below even within proof of existence Hidden codes from alien creatures Or even demonic reapers Grim dread monster features I’m the machine gun preacher The rob of da hood I’ can’t help it I’m so good U would swear u just saw me fly into ya neighbourhood Then I teleport n u followed But I resurrected back in the day u got swallowed The nexus one kid neo mr eon light ya up like a green neon Ancient art I keep like a museum From Davinchi to Michelangelo I reanimate cathedrals and mausoleums Walkie-talkie to Nero from the coliseums Maximus gladiators die by random. Plagues Stab victims bleed to feel reality’s flame It’s a lie down corrupted game Time travel n beta avatars surrogates n set up frames Life in the fast lanes I’m resurector The crooked con collector Prophetic back in the day was a chillies killing hector Now I’m betting the race for a mother fucking trifecta I am a haunting spectra Shape shifting into a mirror floating in a puddle I guess u could call me barn rubble Cause I am cataclysmic Stone Age trouble Not to burst ya bubble But the stock market is collapsing like a scrum or a huddle Or exploding like the challenger shuttle Never been to a moon but I doubt neither have u wen in bloom I’ll come out of my room N drop a demonic tune So soon more likea requiem Mozarts classical soul repossession But most just sufferin from drug and alcoholic spiritual possession Dr wrongly treating people with depression Mental health doesn’t need a concession Just an awaakening vibration reconnection The vibrations of god n galactic protection spinning in a disc simulation projection alien abductions probing injection Simulation inspection s contagions n infections I’m the dissector mr inspector Go go gadget dick hit it quick the pussy I lick I’m call mick n a needle I can not kick The fucking slow fast anything through a pick Ladies sho buiss isn’t a magic trick A trick is ho buiss n on ya knees sucking a prick Meth Fanta n tic Heroin beating bums with rocks n bricks Or even a baseball stick Tired of the buisness of jail doing nick