I still have flashbacks, minor setbacks, the shaitheen's collective attacks, trying to keep me on the wrong side of the tracks, raised by bums and hacks, 'has-beens' have been straight on the deen, quran keeps my mind revolving and my soul clean, I've got to the point where all I want is some quiet, I've had enough of rowdy riots, I'm gonna take the silence and replace my words with it, breathe it, eat it, and live with it, coz to me its a santuary, they tell me I'm my own worse adversary, and in essence thats true, I debate and talk to myself to, If you really wanna know how I feel about it heres a clue, I dont want this no more man I'm through, but I carry on battling ideas that are well passed their due, I live for the allah and for those few, that understand the chatter that flows from my mind, and refuting those who want to massacre me and my kind, everyone will be judged, even old man time, and how you spent it, your lives economy is based on it, cant earn it and yet everybody wants it, thats why I hold crowds to attention, not to mention, I arrest Lucifers henchmen, and keep them in detention, I've got my collection of bad deeds, but I wont share them, theres no need, crack open a hadeeth and feed, but in all honesty, I'd rather be like a monk in a monestry, I think I'll blow my mind out being revolutionary, I'm no ape coz I'm not evolutionary, physically I think I'm over the hill, but I think I realised that when I was born and took the red pill, like the sea I could never be still, they say they dont know me, well how could you homie? I keep myself to myself but never lonely, I got the lord to hold me, freeze frame this moment and stay like this for eternity, stop my inner shrine from hurting me, and hope the lord keeps the flames from burning me.