The voices in my head

The voices in my head are the sound of me thinking theory Your breath is so bad so your thinking is stinking hear me Your thoughts create your reality the game crept near me Your thoughts are Titanic let that sink in clearly Reversing curses with these verses that I curse with Some steal like they deserve it in their purses Disregarding karma and its whole entire purpose You see Blessings come down when you put up prayers All you gotta do is put some “yea” in the air It happens when you share But your left can’t know your right hand is there It happens when you dare But it cant be to get credit high fives and stares Humble your hunger so you’ll have just enough too much Nerves of steal for real I’m clutch Shot go up and the whole crowd hush Down shift a bit get a hold of it All your rhymes are cliche and irrelevant Sleeping on the street like a damn peasant Still I’m high and fly like a pheasant With all pleasantries and pandering Your fake-ness is meandering rock the mic cash checks and I’m manufacturing Moves like tai chi black as tae bo Love beat makers fast or slow Feel the pain when a rapper has to go Unstable and unstoppable when I gots to flow You see Blessings come down when you put up prayers All you gotta do is put some “yea” in the air It happens when you don’t worship money few respect everyone has a battle they’re going through Talk to god and god’ll talk to you Jesus didn’t just die he resurrected too Calculating moves like I’m chess in a maze Lost in the rhythm caught up in the haze Dreams and schemes they linger like smoke I’m not the architect but is it all just a joke