Crime Free

It's past memories that I remember when at last my path and I match.

The sky will scratch the light, catch the lie.

I don't have to try.

I'm on the mattress acting high, time lapsing.

My rhyme's attracting the Divine and I don't have to fly.

Trap adapting, the map to rapping and I don't have to spy.

I'm 'ma slash the thigh and I don't have to die.

Dispatch the cry and I don't have to shy away from the Divine when there's no time to play.

I'm 'ma find 'a way to design my way cause there's no crime to pay.