Stretch my Soul

I stretch my soul out
so when I roll out
I wont leave without a trace
frigid with the sword tucked

no limit with the luck box
you kumquats mugshots
feel the fist of faith
and it's coming like a criss
cross

I've endured alot of things
my soul dont long for safety
it rumbles in the jungle
while emancipating slavery

The type of truth that made me?
It's something your not used to
sacrifice and holy rights
an avalanche of blues clues

I'm not self indeared
To succumbing to the fear
I've died so many deaths
by the rifle and the spear

I continue cause I'm meant too
I'm the soul whose sent you
mellenium of ash and blood
but still this month the rents due

A proper form of payment
while I find my placement
sleeping in the sand dunes
the vacuum of foreign spaces

To star dust we are, and so we will return
I stretch the fiber of my souls susseptable to burn
when will the pacifiers learn, that you've gotta take your turn
I spin upon a spoke it's my novelty insured

I speak in every word from an element that's rich
I stretch my soul just like my hand to brothers in the ditch
The mire, and the muck, the grogginess and grit
I stretch my soul out to the point I dont exist!