Paranomasia

Take these clearances, you're beneficiaries of my lackluster experiences

dozens of zealous dreams decapitated until, I’m salaried to Mother Earth as an unwanted seed, or a masterpiece, Sync with me.

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Carrying carriers in a caravan, career wisdom decimated to adolescents harm

Desolate decimals in bank accounts vaguely natured, cascading to other parties like waterfalls in animation.

Laxative to the society, my chakras in my ingenuity; building the Babel Tower in my city to make it heavenly;

A local hero going toe to toe with the atlas and against all odds he lost to the world at last.

Cross-breeding with two barristers and they're British, really vicious; I met 'em overseas when I had a line of riches;

I had three boxes with two Lionel Riches, worth six figures; was my only survival means but they still tried to steal it.

Patience is a virtue but am anxious to succeed in this industry with colleagues who sow seeds to bring you down like you're Paris;

they set you on par with risks, and that power is unanimous with antics and when the ant ticks, whether you religiously speak or preach narcotics, your topics become failed verbal promises; And that's a blessing in itself, a retrospective futurist who gives and don't expect.

I heard being adequate makes an artist great, this influx of subordinates putting the planet at stake; My minds evasive, an amazing flower vase scenting, a sane seducing saint sent to sentence satan.

I questioned the government policies and what they encompasses, as answer to my question they times two'ed my income taxes; the taxonomy of the society's become a blasphemy, folks blasting to fame with canon flights of jealousies.

The palace of my kingdoms polluted with enemies, the centerpiece of my existence: memories; they're relics, the realest pieces of all my lyrics, relish my realness when I release with little risks.

I’m not finished, when I bring forth my first descendants, the whole world and galaxies will reboot in repentance; first the blown kisses foreplaying my intentions, then seamless redemption when I preach my first sermon, hear this.