(Lights Out)
He rises to the occasion, he never worries his weary feet to fall/creator, leader, follower of the greater paths before him/signs of pictures read in the eyes of the listener/painter, writer, tomorrow’s worries fades in the eyes of those who listen/for those upon us, we rise, higher than high, stronger than strong, longer than long, forever will his name last/reaper of the dreams of the dreamer, over the center of a crown lies a divine three, never will it die, for he is it and it lies with you/a story you will pass on for a new chapter has fathered a new breed of messages for you to breathe, feel, see, listen, read/translate the vision in your words, tell them you heard Poe walk, tell them you saw Picasso talk/an artist, true to his art, hear him speak…

(Poe Picasso)
Three days after the crucifixion, the prophecy fulfilled the rap messiah has risen/it shall pass if testimony was written, words from the curb, ghetto parables are uplifting/all the believers patiently waiting, I inked this from the same ink used in the Declaration, the same ink from Lincoln’s Emancipation, the same ink that approved the first space excavation/the vision came to me in dreams, like when Jesus Christ prayed in the garden of Gethsemane/never actually believed it’d come true, forgive them father for they not know what the do…/I am your son, your Earthly vessel, let your words emanate through my soul then through instrumentals/I was exiled unfortunately chosen, now follow me to milk and honey and cities that’s golden/a true raisin in the sun, descendant from the heavens, kingdom come thy will be done/but, this is Manifest Destiny, divine inspiration, words fused with Beatitudes/every voice on the planet shall shout, the good news Poe is back sermon on the mount, every voice on the planet shall shout, the good news Poe is back sermon on the mount…