Split

Verse 1

Metropolitan memoirs meticulous metrics

Elevated intellect etched in electric epics

My semantic mechanics stretch past the pragmatic

Systematic dismantling of every static schematic

Never average practice my paragraphs punish

Pocket full of paradox promises vanish

Calculated cadence a catalyst for panic

Every stanza stabs like a dagger in Atlanta

Verse 2

Open ocean notion slow motion devotion

Overflowing motion potion of emotion potent

Old soul chosen golden moment broken open

Hold the focus spoken token knows the local

Rolling potent focused motion ocean

Osmotic potent notion golden open ocean

Slow devoted motion golden open ocean code

Rolled in golden moments broken open never closed

Verse 3

The block watched me pivot through the pitfalls I lifted

The chips fall different I rewrite the script when gifted

My wrist don't glisten but my lyrics shift and sift sand

Through an hourglass hand I command what the mic withstands

The plan expands across the land like I planned to stand

Where the pavement cracks back at the cracks in my command

I pivot with the planet in my palm palm reading the signals

These syllables split the middle like splinters through vinyl

Verse 4

Forged from the fragments forged from the floor

Four doors open but I broke through the fourth

My voice is a sword a chord that absorbs the noise

Deploying the toys of a boy who destroyed the void

Employing the joys I destroyed to enjoy the poise

The decoy deploys but my core can't be destroyed

I forged through the fog with a forged sense of self

The wealth is the health not the wealth on the shelf