Mind Is Free

Stay on a level, let ya meet up with a rebel

Heavy banging on an instrumental, danger like sentinel

Hand in the pen and I devour that thing, give an inked shower

The flowers will spring, with the magical touch

The flow sting let me brush

The dirt off my shoulder I feel it on my finger tips, eclipse, ya vision

To make another of ya senses come in bliss

An alphabetical blizzard up on ya face, give a vision

In a crowded place. Taste the rushed powder

With coffee beans, I come and shock the scene