Immaculate Beings

The passion, to the way I'm rappin, assassin blastin, sprayin shit, majour courageous, I ain't playin shit, this is no game, this is the life insane, made it out the ward, and off the streets, now I'm rhymin like I'm swinging swords on the beat, out for blood, for my enemies, they seem closer than friends, because of the fiendish messures, to cleaver on the mic, this will last forever, in the database, can't be defaced, whiped off the map, never erased, switchin up the pace to top speed, the next technology, mechanical wings, and your soon to see, things unimaginable, like the end of the Mayan callender was just a new beginning, no means to an end, but the compass and ruler wants to whipe out all life, on Earth, for what it's worth I think we all have apocalypse thoughts, like would I be better off alone?, likely not, its a mind twisted, into the mystic, covid statistics increasing everyday, microchips planted in any way, possible for the government to track every mood made by all people, utopian dynasty, must be destroyed before, it can even begin, all rights reserved, conservation nation, observatory, humanity needs to be free, but still be good to ourselves and others, strive for survival, but live to be a righteous seed, and we will grow from weeds to trees, to immaculate beings.