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A young man with dreams led to imagination
Daydreaming about worldwide emancipation
In my everyday life, I've lacked my consistency
Like the promises we make though they end up differently
I would love to seperate the real from fake with the line of symmetry
Displaying the universe through these rhymes with some imagery
Inside any soul is a lion and yes there is one who lives in me
Stalking its prey at night showing no remorse nor any sympathy
I go through life expecting something better than the average
Even with some heat, There was no way to consume the maverick
Those were the days when my life was younger
Now just by sparking heat, I have strucked them all with thunder
Leaving those who did me wrong in a deep dark abyss
Questioning God like why does my life have to be like this
Why can't i just make music without being asked the purchase of my soul
And that's when i go along with the flow as i lose control
