Doubles Of Troubles

I've got doubles of troubles that muffle these, trifles these the rubble.

Offer please to the rabble with deeds onto the seeds of the gabble.

I'm 'ma hold the Jabble, walk through the obstacles that fell from the prattle when Me, Myself and I started the battle.

Deemed the things that I got in my mind.

Streamed the dream that I wanted to fly then screamed that I wanted to die.

Chakra's popping an eye, levitating and I wanna pry.

The divining moment, the omens and to trow flow when I wanna try.