My quota?...to expand universes, from an iota..
I'm caught up, with my brethren, Dex.Can, the mind alterers..
Rhyme authors, possibly maligned, to be slaughtered..
Shatter minds of those thinking they allowed to be talkin..
I'm profound with astounding speeches, now I'm teachin..
The world soil's bloody, with a ground of leeches..
So watch your step, your flesh, mounted by demons..
If your weak spirited, your simply out of breathin..
When my mother's uterus, was doused with semen..
The omen was met, for me to be ousting the heathens..
I denounce weaklings, drugged, crouched to the cement..
All I'm seeing? Wolves roaming in houses of free men..
Jousting for freedom? Nah, I won't proceed further..
Our mentals deem fertile, bringing men to knees cursing..
Blunt Minded, nahh.. my intellect's slicing these serpents..
spreadin black myths, white lies, for green purses..
my main purpose, Truth, beyond what man fathoms..
I use 90% of the brain, I'll survive the last battle..
On the Eve of the destruction, I'll be the last Adam..
fighting for freedom, till I've blasted the last atom..