I was baptized with fire; why, to elevation higher. rhyming like a gun; no misfires. Purified by the purifier. Words perfect and balanced; high wire. Like Moses and the Bush consumed with fire. They called my father heritec; liars.
Out and in; for real rasta man who want test dem: grin. Paper, pen, win Babylon; absence. The essence of my Fahrenheit Dior got me feeling like a wild bore with all open doors; I am a speaking spirit, limitless; abundant, more.
Child of the sun, kemit the dark ones.
When does dark and light meet, when does the sun and moon change; discreet. We're is the kingdom; keys and Pete, cold bodies and sheets, streets. Good kids to, athletes and geeks; let's put the heats away; peace.
At least become the change you wanna see; are you receiving the vibe coming from me?
I was washed with the water that Christ pulled from the well: I see past the illusion, I have broke the spell, and like he commands I tell about this realm and the next: mind blown; perplexed.
Damn I did it again; got off text, let's see what was next, was it desire; nope.
I remember; I was baptized by fire; elevation, higher.
B~2014©
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