[Verse One] The solar light made me glow all night Become one with me, inwardly Take these limbs off of me Like a winter tree, flesh leaves Shedding the body of his leaves like a breeze Buzzing like a bee Infinity, my center being Divinity, I inner breathe Higher awareness, higher of self bliss A ball of energy pulling the chi from my pelvis To believe to be free and careless 'till out of my body, the shell lift Warm, calm, gone, psalms Inner prayers to find my inward stairs The center chair is just there Nothing compares, how one become pairs Back to one into layers, becomes clear I'm not dead, but not alive Only inside, the inner vibes Snow leopard creeps upon me But my surrounding changes to palm trees The praying mantis, enchanting With a swaying standing, advancement My head turns seven directions at once But I'm still staring at the front A journey to the shortest distance Sort of like a resistance As the rigor mortis stiffens, the coffin's risen Absorb and listen, I'm orbiting, I glisten From wisdom I'm given, all in my system Till it comes out of me like a prism I'm fringing, cringing, looking for that emblem Staring into the darkness inside myself Cosmic calling for someone else But the voice just echoes, echoes, echoes, echoes Finally my soul let goes No more depressed soul Looking down a threshold My heart begins to beating, I start believing I start breathing The art I'm conceiving from a dark region No more pyramids, but these are clyramids Changing to pyramids, this is my puramid - (Hook) x 2 This is the journey to see Cairo Inside my soul To seek higher than what I was told Further than ancient Egypt This is ancient Me-gypt Hieroglyphics exchanged for tattoos Believe it - [Verse Two] The nine visible attributes During my lyrical path, salute Drop the j**els without parachutes The math come in groups : Love, joy, peace Long-suffering interrupting my being Abruptly seeing Gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness Temperance, deliverance from outside interference Join the experience, the spirit go inward, in Remove the nine thousand year cloth, I cough Arms coming uncrossed Holding the Ankh for months, and millenniums I spoke like many of tongues Counting backwards from infinity To the first century All the way before B.C You still can't figure me From the song I did from a Didgeri[doo] I am the temple, I am the pencil I am the mental, I am the symbol All tremble I'm the peninsula to your state of mind The inventor to the greatest rhyme The adventurer, travel quasar time I am the eye between the crack of dawn I am the weight that broke day I am the pilot aboard the higher planes I'm the conductor on your train of thought On your tracks to your past Tunnel vision, wisdom I am your opposing team when you're in the zone Just to bring you home Who am I? I'm just a poem