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My intellect reach the outter rims space
See myself ride with comets as a nebula form in my face
Dark matter swirls with grace, a creation I give arise
Such beauty cannot go to waste, stars so close I can taste
Breathe in stardust I skyrocket to wonderlust
God's bondservant, one thrust have ya mind combust
My I.Q. robust, sometimes stop abrupt
Meditate for reality construct, let my was erupt
Set my idea's near Saturn's Rings, I glide without wings
A young king lettin' go of many things
Live on edge till that fat fool sings
Now I'm out on a limb, between rocks with no limp
Zoom past Neptune got a merkaba in my steam room
With seven chakras abloom I wear David's costume
Six point star, I presume across this galactic playbook
Never assume my mind in a small room, the key is in my heirloom
