Semi Circles

First of all all praise to the lord of beginnings
With every breath that i take theres a hum of a sentence
With every theft of a space that just limits repentence
I see that precense not enough u needed more than attendence
Desensitize the senses that just grips on dependence
Dont be pushin, or im pushing two fist in your chin
Incentivize thе tension that just pulls on revengе
How old till we fasten up our belts for the end
Meditation till we recognize the master within
Can u see what is out is inherently in
Every object that is transient you could never defend
Yea ur bodys a identity you shoudnt befriend
Recognise
Its more than muscles, and the bones and ur skin
I'll advised
By the vultures that have fed on my sins
Self enquire whats inside that just last eternal
Dont hide what u pry yea the cries are fertile
Drawling lines in the curves till they semi circles
Drawling lines in the curves till they semi circles

You know im trying my best
To be more than the pages that been left on my desk
I forgot to listen, i was speaking instead
I went and made a difference now Im carrying less
I just march with what Im given with the beat in my chest
Tryna make my fuckin mark before I'm meeting my death