the greatest rapper alive
Is it weak to admit your weakness
or the only way to become the greatest?
I’m trying to be the greatest rapper alive
maybe before I turn 45
which probably is a whole lot of jive
but all I have to is survive.
so I protect my organs
and my vibe
maintain my spirit
and my mind
keep getting more excited all the time
so I can stay inspired to rhyme
but is soft to enjoy your softness
or how you generate power to become the hardest?
trying to be the hardest rapper in the mix
maybe before I turn 56
so I will never need to turn to dirty tricks'
just landing all my punches and my kicks
so I cultivate the stillness
and limber up my joints
move gently so I feel this
the tiniest of points
breathe air into my center
and out through my limbs
and remember that I am really him
but is it ignorant to admit your ignorance
or how you gain an intellect that can cover the distance
I’m trying to be the smartest rapper under heaven
before I turn 67
so that my words have the power of the reverend
the abbot in the temple
and not just another bell end
so I search for higher meaning
and I read between the lines
pay attention to the fundamental forces that bind
analyze and ingest all the data that I find
and relate it to the fate of mankind
but is really wicked to admit your wickedness
or how you overcome the suffering we will into existence?
trying to put an end to evil and to hate
before I turn 78
it seems to be a lot on my plate
but I have trained this long to take on the weight
to answer all the questions
and act on the reason
to sew the seeds that bloom
and grow the fruits for future seasons
to keep the ship afloat as we sail through stormy seas and
even get the people to the shore for when I’m leaving
but is it only mortals who accept mortality?
and by denying my own death do I forfeit the galaxy?
trying to be the greatest emcee of all time
before I turn 89
to exist in every universe sublime
and witness all of creation with my eyes
so I gather all my essence
and begin to transcend
collect all my lessons
prepare for my end
return to all the whispers of the wind
give thanks for all my blessings
become flavor in the blend
of all of existence
of all of creation
echo through the darkness
become illumination
a star that was formed in the core of the most highs patience
to guide the sentience of interplanetary nations.
but..