k tha mirage
hanging with the gods
dwell amongst the clouds against all odds
facade to the iron rod
they tried to clog
and rob an ark
i’ve spent a lifetime to construct
steady calling bluff
these facts are never enough
tuck my trust in the trunk of
a mind
i myself have tried to debunk
with no such luck
decided to
bury it underneath a flux of memories
can’t really remember who i used to be
plucking leaves from a sturdy tree
leaving me numb to my adversaries
do you remember who i used to be?
i am a peach from that fruitful tree
eyes steady biting into me
i drip on the tip of your recollection
born into deception
they’ve stripped me of my perfection
marched into this pantheon
a phantom
give my people back awareness of their blessings
before the lions den opens up
and you get thrown in.
