The Conscious of Adonis

im in the back room and the lights are dim ,

im reciting sins

trynna unite with guide the within ,

ill be on your back till your spinal rip

im a mindful kid , but i dont really care what your title is

3rd eye open on my tribal shit , niggas act like bitches and ride my

dick , so i might just diss on some spiteful shit

this is lyrical righteousness , its like i got the whole bible write ,

in my mind , brain waves blaze , my chakra raise

cut me deep , i like the pain

lay my life inside a grave, i let the reaper guide my fate

through the valley of the death i walk but i fear not

time is money and i clear clocks

i shake spears when i pierce hearts

why oh why every time i write a line its like Satans trapped in mind

dark entities , they enter me , feed off my energy

asked God to help , but i caught myself

i often dwell with celts and often dealt these haunting spells

maskin' my passion for casting these everlasting , never passing

curses

rapid acid rapping crafting ,my verses

so perfect , the way word this ,this wordplay leave wordless

laughing at you clowns like im watching a circus ,

any person without a purpose is worthless

so its me that you worship, Adonis