A mastermind is at the line his path aligned the mad in mind
He rolled the die and overnight his own design to mold a rhyme's
A goal in eye he traveled all throughout the globe, inside
Only go to find the opening of closed-in minds
Normal lives will open wide and notice no one died
The older culture lies now beneath the road in mind
As is it at the point where tradition withers down
Wit' a sound that surrounds that position
...We're far beyond to only listen
Pursuance of the mind can well lead to a transition
A physical designer of life is a damn myth and
It's minuscule to be dying from violence of that- Listen
...As it falls to a pause
For the restoration of any stamina lost
Recover every bar discovering every star
Constellations with a draw recording them in a clause like...

History is in the making and taking the time to make it
Then breaking off in a tangent away from the once stated
Where parallels are the same and they aid in the levitation-
Negating the gravitation- maintaining the animation
Of this pale blue dot insignificant in size
So the term world wide's only relevant inside
But through the outer limits where digits are never written
Indigenous individuals digging the composition
Taking it back and a regular path it don't make it a competition
When weighing out the differences making it the decision
Of life and everything in it living it to the limit
Beginning and then it finishes ending within a minute
Enlisted in hip hop from Pv to a Lt
Continue a new avenue and new it was intended
For sentences to defend it and send it tenants to tend it
Intentional and incentive a sense of a sign infinite
More sick sources are coursing in through the pores and
Endorsing the four forces of Mother Nature's resources
A hop aboard in where sorcery comes in portions
A vortex of massive fortunes all on untrackable coordinates
...Far out into the abyss
Away from everyday to contemplate why it exists
Maybe it just is survival of tha fittest
With no further analysis because mystery is a gift

Extra terrestrial surroundings- every acer
Everything in sight inscribed in literature
Open ranges possibly all are dangerous
Only one way for me to find out what changes
Go exploring seeing what lies more in
Preparing for conditions that I might be enduring
It starts pouring liquids of dark orange
Sequester 'til the morning this nature is rather foreign
Day two: In seclusion while off in orbit
Accumulated knowledge and all I can do is hoard it
Perhaps store it and forge it into a torrent,
Record it like reported, find a planet, then import it
Infinite decisions and coming in any size
I've managed to narrow down to the planets that have life-
Forms I Can benefit by bestowing intelligence
Upon the minds of residents in harmonious resonance
Ever since I started with real intent
A lot of me saw the artistry [that] part of me still invents
The instruments engaging in this intense
Relation that's arranged in a way that u can't intend
Only then will any being noticing
The symphony of entropy witness the event
Then again maybe it's just an end
To one and to another the only way to begin