A battle with my mind on the outer rims of consciousness And I'm a writer, not a fighter, never flaunt the fists And yet, I conquered this aggressive state of mind Sun-rays are fine, living in a soul ahead of time I'll never find that peace cause it's within me If you didn't want them bridges burning, don't make 'em flimsy It's simply a manifestation of native brothers, Belated lovers and anyone who prayed to Mother Earth, For what it's worth I'm living on this cursed turf And I find every time I rhyme, it hurts worse (Wait, it hurts worse? but I thought...) You'd think release would make it better But it's just a clear reminder of this cold and soulless weather Forever these lyrics I write, that's where I'm goin' Brain overflowin' with poems, so get to know 'em And let your Soul vibrate throughout the Infinite Cause Life is intimate and one day we all finish it Let your Soul vibrate throughout the Infinite Cause Life is intimate and one day we all finish it