Astral

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My intellect reach the outter rims of space

See myself ride with comets as a nebula form in my face

Dark matter swirls with grace, a creation I give praise

Such beauty cannot go to waste, stars so close I can taste

Breathe in stardust I skyrocket to wanderlust

God's bondservant, one thrust have ya mind combust

My I.Q. robust, sometimes stop abrupt

Meditate for reality construct, let my imagination 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 playroom

Never assume my mind in a small room, the key is in my heirloom

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 03, 2016 ⏰

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