Endless PossibiliTIES

Here I am once again,
Four you, my friends.
2 by 2 in my head,
When will it end?

I look at a beat like a blank canvas.
I call on my pain it answers.
She struts red ruby shoes, no Kansas.
I use words to paint it's chemo.
Minds filled with cancerous thoughts,
Like emo.
I shine outside like the sun do,
Inside core 27 million degrees.
Fearing height (fahrenheit) you cant touch me,
In miles I'm 92.96-m (million) above the.
I can ignite your skin.
Not even nomex minds allowed in.
I gave a one way ticket to an explorer,
To decode my hidden messages,
Send then back to the culture.
All alone I'm Han Sol*ar,
You can save the *o for my circle
Where my friends are.
Masters been down since purple.
Chicken coup's brought the favor.
I was lost in need of a savior.
I stayed smoked out everyday for decades.
I was on medical grade long before
It became common like medicaid.
I had a hole in my heart, I felt the need to medicate.
I was crying out for someone to call 911 help I need Me-dic aid.
God heard me a couple thousand years ago, sent his son to save.
All I had to choose was I our him.
All I had to loose was the mind of Tim.

Here I am once again,
Four you, my friends.
2 by 2 in my head,
When will it end?

They call me the phantom of the genre.
I learned from rap city growing up that from a basement,
I can reach your concience.
I barely skate anymore, no sponsors.
No label I'm independent on the grind.
Right left down up A-B select start.
I got more lives than a cat I'm Contra.
I conjure up this imagery, I told ya b4 I'm all heart.
Romantic, poetic, perfectly tragic,
You just don't get it.
Up am to pm I-M
E-m* on a *path *I *C.
Hat Low, eyes to the sky,
Ask the sunrise... you still rock with me?
Ride or die, its all geology.
My philosiphies have turned anthropology.
I'm Curt Cobain, "what wlse should I be?"
"All apologies".
"I wish I was like you easily amused."
Just sit back in the car enjoy the toons.
As I display, "the way", Jesus takes my sins away, they vanished.
Pooof, in thin air, clean slate.
Untarnished, I'm diamond pottery no need for the glaze.
But ya'll look at me,
throw me away like another broken piece of clay...

When will it end?

Once again,
My friends,
In my head.
When will it end?

Here I am once again,
Four you, my friends.
2 by 2 in my head,
When will it end?