I made friends with a flight of steps upon an empty balcony and stepped onto the surface of the mind It must have been a while, since she pouted with a face looking at me like: “you never call me Nak, you never try” Another cold night on the top caught walking on the roof As I fall into another cracked tile I always thought the moon could inspire if your head’s cocked sideways So now it’s looking like a fat smile I’m sorry for neglecting you, I know it’s been a while Since we met face to face eye to eye Exhale the warm air, wipe the mirror to the soul As I tossed all my “sorry’s” in the sky! Let’s go! And I wonder if the stars ever sit on God’s terrace and view me with an equal adoration And I wonder if the thunder ever trembles at the grumble of the stomachs of a hungry generation Another verse for meditation a heart full of prayer a pocket full of wishes for comets that fly by Imagination nauseates upon tall places and it vomits beneath the night sky And these past few years been the toughest plundering the comfort out of this rough mattress I had to gather with the Father on the roof of the palace reflect upon the tough chapters: ‘Character development,’ ‘theme,’ ‘plot,’ and ‘context’ Discipline is currency for purchasing your progress And the ‘cover’ and ‘genre,’ but ‘content’s’ the cost of revival: from coffin to onset I either have an allergy for symmetry Or baffled at the beauty, captivated by the twinkling The fashion of the infinite, I’ve not the slightest inkling But stars flicker reminiscent of the Father blinking Upon the wings of an eagle, I uplift the people With freedom and healing that rests in the sequel Seek first the kingdom, now the tempest is see-through The voice in your soul is attempting to reach you Upon the wings of an eagle, I uplift the people Freedom and healing it rests in the sequel Seek first the kingdom, now the tempest is see-through The voice in your soul is attempting to reach you So pause and reflect we forgot what we look like Attempt to replicate but never seem to look right We barter soul for whatever seems to looks nice We seek truth from the sunrise to goodnight So give praise by appraising every lesson ever learned As the warm summer breath comes caressing every Word: The trail’s full of hurt, though progression is uncertain Have faith He’s directing every turn Another confirmation; shooting star passes I call upon His name refueling a snuffed passion While the act of uprooting tough habits Is hard when you lack practice and your stance stays passive So now I’m back to this movement of active improvement With passion so ruthless a track to induce it Subdue comfort: atrophy of mind I realized, packed, and stashed it all behind Pageantry of lies and the vanity of style Just give me God, sky, and a canopy of tile My eyes feast on the blackest canvas Time speaks spinning on a backwards axis It’s like the planet’s doing everlasting backflips Mystery and Science can’t match the handprint Infinite musician... universe is music Strung together seamless celestial legato When life is so “short” I’m suggesting that God knows Stars above our heads look a lot like staccatos It’s a heavenly concerto- creation in progress Masterful touch as it “accents” the concepts And no man can fathom this level of complex Six days had passed like “allegro” then God “rest” I’m just a kid who sees the night differently An art gallery of masterful capability So God bring clarity and send the rain of heaven For a clear bright night and another waning crescent Upon the wings of an eagle, I uplift the people With freedom and healing that rests in the sequel Seek first the kingdom, now the tempest is see-through The voice in your soul is attempting to reach you Upon the wings of an eagle, I uplift the people Freedom and healing it rests in the sequel Seek first the kingdom, now the tempest is see-through The voice in your soul is attempting to reach you It’s reflection. Be still.

Little boy is deciding to be man The handle of a dagger he's sliding it in his hands Straight face with a decorated battle stance Separating innocence, a fancy for an avalanche ...Driven as an obsessed villain An untouched spirit with a blood lust vision- -Run to the village with a thrill... (now kills it) -But guilt kills him; now he wish he was a kid again Like Marines bleed televised, in front of his mother's eyes Rudder on Titanic, (iceberg to its underside) Sickness in an orphanage; condition where the tummy dies (I'm crying...) 'cause I miss looking up into a sunny sky... ...Can't stand this house- I ran out The rain came down, streets looking like celadon- -Camera pans out, showing the dang clouds- -All this, now I'm running out of stars I could wish upon? I'll admit I'm wrong... at least i'm honest Bothered with a passion like an angry alcoholic- -Cliche sonnets, (the secrets in my closet) 'Cause Pandoras box ain't enough to hold em all in So step into the future, and enter a dimension And sent a picture message to myself in the present - (But) -pathetic are my efforts... no matter of the quality... -'Cause even on my Tumblr, my past still follows me. I... I keep losing Will... It seems useless Trust... But deep bruises God... Will not move this. I keep moving. Let's keep moving -Never cease to pursue dreams; reach and keep moving It's funny how it happens; dripping off of my eyelids The monkey on my back moved on before I did Walking contradiction; funeral cake... -What I thought to be fate was a future mistake -take into consideration every single interference is another way in which God takes shape ...And all while, I'm trying to find the reason And waiting for an answer, but changing are the seasons -A man said, (Nak, it's a simple recipe) I open up the napkin... it read "open sesame..." ...In one instant, He turned into a gate And told me I'm the life, I'm the truth, and the way. ...I placed the sword right back in the holster I took the past, threw it back in ocean Broke the chain, water dropped from a boulder, Took the yoke offa my shoulders; (now I'm floating) The old man chose to reflect The tar in his lungs from the smoke in his breath- -Rocks in a chair as he choke on regret -Thoughts of the bloodshed holding his neck ...With no strength in his legs He pace with a cane his head down in shame His hands forever stained, he can't take the pain Now he waits for his innocence, but... it never came (he waits for his innocence, but... it never came) (he waits for his innocence, but... it never came) (he waits for his innocence, but... it never came) So don't wait... let's keep moving. So don't wait... let's keep moving. So don't wait... let's keep moving. Don't wait... Let's keep moving.

Time unravels the layers we need to hide the scars The rhyme enables the prayer to feed the silent hearts I dream the least of these will reach into the highest star- ...see the galaxy... gleam across the sky of Mars We're all broken, but together we are priceless shards Life's a masterpiece- and pride defile the finest art ...And this place is so dangerous. ...The moon hides away its face... its so ashamed of us Far from perfect and the little girls are hurting- -Scars furnishing the surface like their skin and hearts are worthless Burning... her face into the sour back hand Since when did "man" turn into a coward's last stand? -A true man abandons the cannon he can't man And handles humility down a path can't plan Time is of the essence to empower rap fans So my hands'll make a castle with the hourglass sand Approach the homeless while I'm gloating in this coat of arms I know it's hard, the snow is harsh- I got a frozen heart - It's so cold, it got me closing up these open arms- -I play the hand that's dealt to me; they look like hopeless cards Cursed inheritance... projecting all my arrogance to shoot up into heaven now its raining dead seraphim Like a kitten be kicking a ball of yarn- -I got... Grace in my heart, my chest, legs and arms - it hurts to learn the truth... when it surfaces above I'm lurking in my blood from the person that I love Better context, drawing the connection... My efforts for success is for blessing my whole collective Striving for perfection is a never-ending lesson - dedication to reception to the funeral procession It's time for the succession, I'm here lead the chosen- -Like Moses; with faith that provokes an ocean open Make way, you clouds, the sun is coming out So put down your grudges, 'cause time is running out God, paint the sky, the sun is coming out Let's learn to forgive, 'cause time is running out Farewell to the night, the sun is coming out End all the hate, 'cause time is running out Grace is renewed when the sun's coming out So let's learn how to love, 'cause time is running out

Special delivery- consider this a victory speech- I’m a... king to you geeks, start kissing “the feet” “Fade” cats in the evening- catch a “clip” in your sleep Stain prints on your sheets and then I “rinse and repeat” Dribble heat over beats, so simple and sweet: Responding to drama with a fat dimple and cheeks The way I’m “souping up” tracks, I guess I’m “pimpin the beat” The way my flow “kick...” kids flinch to my feet --My knee thigh leap high like Bruce Lee when my feet fly Technique so raw I make sushi look deep fried... ...Speech organized like an elite crime Steeze refined... before I could read lines --Didn’t come over night, experience “kneads” time Neat rhymes plus skill be “sweeter” than “key lime-” -Drop! ...the key ingredients making the “heat rise” Possibilities are “endless,” but Anak eats “Pi” (pie) Hip Hop! It’s the essence, and it’s deeper than appearance, y’all Hip Hop! The independent scene is reaching through your speaker, dog Hip Hop! Never ending legacy passing the lyrics on So hold your -arms to the sky like we casting a Spirit Bomb My mic check is like a hard right-left to your tight chest A slight Shoyruken make you float like a life vest... ...Your “hits” won’t “blow,” more like a light breath Like Russian vampires... y’all wanna “bite neck (Nak).” So don’t mind me, I’m just out here to damage ya Rappers get “sprayed” don’t mettle with my canister Atomosk, burning galaxies is on my calendar And making smoke rise like Medical Mechanica The Full Metal Alchemist out here to merk you And trans”muting” whack hip hop without a “circle...” ... “Breaking the ‘limits’” of the game like a curfew Fight until my Ultima Weapon be turning purple Your first, and last name, quick picture of your face Erased! I am Yagami Light’ing the place I push rap forward; I’m a talented engine Who mastered the rasengan in a matter of seconds

(Dedicated to a person that I once knew. Three verses. Three phases of my life.) Love is patient and kind... it's never angry nor boasts It always trusts, perseveres, always handling hope Hate, jealousy and pride, it will never provoke... I want to learn what it means, God... show me the ropes Hidden within a lie; been living it every day since -she traded her identity for misinterpretation The ache and the strain all the weight made her cave in (And tricked by the serpent, her faith was forsaken) [When you left] My face hit the pavement I prayed for you day- in day out, raincloud, (hail) precipitation- -Bathed in my hatred, the pain that you gave me. I know you never left, just your layers were changing -Faithfully waiting... the pendulum snapped All I wanted was my best freaking friend to come back -You knew best that I never looked better in black You lost track; but I know you much better than that Watched you adapt; but felt so tethered and strapped I wasn't able to grab you when you fell and collapsed -Your new man can't act like he's quelling the fact: your name's written in my chest- and you spelled it in caps I miss you; your rhythm, and your beauty and composure The distance only boosting my immunity to closure (It's over) Time's up, all the ticking has stopped Glimpse at the clock; both hands flipping me off [Hopeless] (All the while) I think my sanity is far from my aim's reach 'Cause love and rationality's a fork in the main street ...Unfortunate enough... but of course you betrayed me... I'm broken like some... sort of a porcelain vase thing- -quaking, and falling four stories and breaking ...(I want to run away) wherever the Delorean takes me Like court dates followed by a horrible slaying -Courting and dating has always found a way enchain me... (I'm so lucky) I was made to be tossed into a fountain The toll of the bells... re-sounding my anthem ...Ghost in a shell... now bound to a ransom Kissed with a witch, rebound with a phantom ...Nak dies when the pride is awakening ...Unshaken by the statements you're making "The fish in the sea's all yours for the taking" (You could do better) ...you must not know who I'm chasing -You disappeared again like a vapor in the wind And I wish you all the best; with this paper and a pen [Forgiveness&Hope] ...The last thing we said was "have a nice life." (Didn't think it was right) so this is my official goodbye: -God has you on His mind... His plan for you is great. He doesn't care a minute for the past that you made ...They say that you're dense, but I know you're intelligent. -And wear sunblock. Your skin is so sensitive. ...And watch out for those animals and plants Prepare in advance; put that Benadryl in your bag Pray before you act... -I know best you're impulsive.. Before you come back, leave your stress in that ocean Stay focused... These guys'll want a date -If you fall hard, just promise me he's an upgrade I'm so blessed that you came in my life We haven't spoken in months... but I pray every night That one day I might meet the real you yet again. My best friend. (I'll stay here) I'll end there. Take care.

So here I am again. My scalpel is a pen I’m dissecting every sentence to unravel what’s within. This battle never ends, and I’ve been grappling ever since There were days I “couldn’t walk” as if my tassel never switched And now I figure that the mission’s only bigger I’m fixed upon the vision, but division’s only bitter. I drifted then I slipped into the fissure of my prison But before I even hit it, He delivered my forgiveness. I took the train and made my way into the city ‘Cause the traffic makes me think more than I want to I’m waiting for a stranger that’ll be my revelation ‘Cause my brain is too dishonest for its own good I’m twenty three, still naive to the procedures: Like asking for a show of hands to seats of open bleachers I’m hardly confident, at least, I’m only eager To trying to make a leader out this heap of broken features Every time I played and tangled with the slavery I always faked a way to set examples with my bravery I’m so ashamed, chains generate so painfully Father, take the yeast: Father take it out my bakery I want strength, now I’m chasing with relentless Effort that’ll desolate my selfish independence Made it on my own, but I know I could’ve grown Into the man that He wanted but I chose to be alone My will to be corrected’s like the Spring without the daisies: The will in my reflection’s like a swing without a base hit At twenty-three I never thought I’d stumble while I’ve aimlessly Spilled my recollection of the things I’d never say to me: I find it’s cutest how deluded you’ve produced conclusions Think you’re rooted yet obscure with your secluded movements You’re pretty stupid looking thinking that you’re “suited” But your “seven deuce” is useless on the “river,” (and you’re fruitless) Who you fooling? Who you kidding? Why you trying to lie? Where you looking? What’s your mission? What you trying to hide? And from the start I knew these words were never mine. And from the heart, I knew these rhymes were... “never mind” (never mine) Broken like the fixture of silver that trimmed the mirror When the fear of my interior split it into its slivers More than just a battle, truly every waking movement’s Like the blues and every wavelength vaguely adjacent to it I know it’s foolish, but expecting takes practice I took upon my faith, equipped, and dispatched it God granted passage in seas for thick masses (So I’m) Wishing for a spectrum in the midst of pitch blackness Former sense of preparation turns illusion When the milestones are too large to lift than they used to Can’t live without you, my God, I want to face You... Twenty-three prayers from a kid who longs to break through Father, please forgive me for the arrogance that scars me And bear within me fruit on every terrace of my heartbeat Take my selfish, turn it into selfless And show me the true meaning of repentance I want to give praise to Your name, but distracted by praises of others Change my aim, lens, focus, and shutter Please forgive the fact at times my faith is trapped in the gutter Please forbid the acts of sin and all its powerful clutches Please heal the broken baggage that I carry voluntarily And bury all its merit and the weight that be impairing me Purify my heart: dismiss the clutches of the briar Melt away my sickness... I trust in the Messiah So take away my craving for the lust and the desire And toss it in the furnace: make it bust within the fire 14, 15. Speak to me Your Will, and Father teach me how to be in it Take from me my all: for you say there is no median Place me on the narrow path for when I stray in deviance And take away whatever if it keeps me in obedience 18. 19. Forgive my: anger, impatience, and pride 20. Forgive those anchors that lay deep inside I want to be man You called me to be. And experience the freedom- how you bought it for me. 21. Talking is cheap. So Father, put your arms around me So I could show em through my life of how you’re conscious of me 22.Bless my: family, fans, and all my friends 23. And show Yourself again and again... Amen

If I could, I would tell you in the flesh But I would never find the right words when it happens When it comes to moving on: I can't It's hard for me to "package..." I better "wrap." Where there ain't no smog that'll saturate lungs Is the view from the top that'll captivate tongues I'm speaking in one. But the babbling type It's the "glory, Hallelujah" at the end of the climb: That's "Pinnacle." All of the cynical forgotten Whenever I examine the glory of God's blossom Beauty. Change. Things a Los Angeles Suburbian rapper could never fathom with his calculus Found my soul fading in the comfort I'm gazing as a wonder like, "what happened to the color?" I had to leave it, it lead my belief to lead me To these lavender sweet peas, blue skies and green leaves It's "The Natural State." I take it God wants me in my natural state So I thank you. For every good time. It's time for me to go, but it isn't "goodbye," hold up It only feels like yesterday Got a lot on my mind that I want to say But "goodbye" isn't one of those thoughts, okay? No man's a plateau, peninsula Nomad, indigenous, we gotta keep it intimate Like mission into Nineveh- it's difficult, I know To walk into a place feeling similar to home But I found that People to love, learn from People to hope, trust, return to People to fight for, I'm down for you I really wish that I could stick around for you I just wish that my actions would accurately Capture the love that I have for you, madly I ask your forgiveness, the fact that I'm distant Been it all my life and my God still fixing Isn't many reason for the rogue to come to town For the flower in the autumn lifting arms into the clouds But you know it the moment that you're around it I never knew what I was missing 'til I found it Goodbyes are cold when the hope is forgotten Hold to the option to flow my synopsis Mask and distract all the palpable agony Tossing in bed like the mattress is stabbing me With a fork in the road. We all know where we gotta go Our paths might intersect, overlap Let's be happy 'bout the times when that happens Let's be glad that we met: it's divinity Don't forget: we're together in infinity Though we may separate, disconnect Remember that our paths come together in the end It ain't a "goodbye," it's more like "see you there" Until then, I'll keep you lifted in my prayers So love God, let's love one another This is dedicated to my sisters and my brothers, come on

Let me check your vital signs: heart rate
 Beat per minute heart racing
 Fear permitted: arm’s length
 Hit ‘em with another kiss of the calm tranq
 Sanctification an operation
 Pain be a doctor we often hate him
 Sick ever since that combination:
 Death mixed in with the consummation
 Now ever since, it’s anesthesia
 Numb to the pain of refinement
 Woke up and I saw all the evil
 And I wanted to return to my blindness
 In the land where the dark is immersive
 How hard is a heart of a person?
 We try to open up, somebody call a surgeon 
 We wanna come back to the heart of worship
 But the dark alluring
 Harder to swim in a stronger current
 Hotter to live now the water burning
 But I feel nothing. “Nada” burden. Not a burden
 Feeling no hunger
 ‘Cause I am numb to the wheel of my comfort
 This my diversion a dime to a dozen
 I never met death but I flirt with the cousin
 First will come love and then marriage
 Sleep is the lust you inherit
 You cannot stay in your sleep as a means of resolving your flaws
 Expecting involvement of God
 I want to wake up
 I really love sleep, now I want to break up
 It’s not you, it’s me
 Sleep be the cousin of the eulogy I can see the stars up in eyes 
 I can hear Sinatra in my mind
 Fly me to the moon, and let me play among the sky
 Orion, Ursa Minor, Gemini: constellations die
 Three two one. Let the whole body go numb. Let the whole body go numb
 Let the whole body go numb. Let the whole body go numb
 Like three two one. Let the whole body go numb. Let the whole body go numb
 It’s not you, it’s me. Sleep be the cousin of the eulogy Now obviously, He’s real within me
 It doesn’t really mean that I feel Him in me
 Feeling envy when I see devotion 
 Of a brethren steady and he feel emotion
 Feet be coasting Spirit leads him 
 Walk on the land and the sea and ocean
 Here I am. I ain’t fronting
 I can’t stand that I stand for nothing
 I can’t help that my own two feet
 Slip more frequent than they move me
 When I fall and I hurt, I don’t want to move now
 The true definition of “breaking new ground”
 What you looking at?
 You never seen a man that was broken? 
 You really want to act like you don’t know the half
 And your life is a basket is roses?
 You really want to quote me a passage
 Claim that you pray that it passes and never call once?
 You think I’m convinced of your sadness?
 Brother, you just as numb.
 I feel nothing. You don’t either. 
 We’re just talking, we ain’t speaking
 Both eyes open, we both sleeping 
 We want freedom, we won’t reach it 
 We're scared of the dark
 Life is a surgeon: tear us apart
 We don’t want pain, and we want to feel numb
 Now we could never feel love I can see the stars up in eyes 
 I can hear Sinatra in my mind
 Fly me to the moon, and let me play among the sky
 Orion, Ursa Minor, Gemini: constellations die
 Three two one. Let the whole body go numb. Let the whole body go numb
 Let the whole body go numb. Let the whole body go numb
 Like three two one. Let the whole body go numb. Let the whole body go numb
 It’s not you, it’s me. Sleep be the cousin of the eulogy


Listen to the ocean breathing. Look at that shimmering sequence
 Waves in rhythm leap and they fall in the arms of a beach all season
 See warm colors brew: saturation; blue sky turn caffeinated
 David playing that magic chord: drew “Hallelujah,” I’m captivated
 And it pleased the Lord: masterpiece. “Framed” in His image, He “captured” me
 That aperture, that shutter speed that master has what that camera need
 And we only got one “shot;” but how could a subject decide the exposure? 
 We may have the freedom but what do we really exert our control over?
 I am not sovereign. I’m just another cog in the locket 
 He giveth and taketh but who am I questioning God and His logic?
 You fluent in ignorance thinking that death isn’t true to his promise
 He’s proven to be indisputably ruthless, brutally honest
 It’s pretty and all, but what good is it really in building a bond
 I told this beach how beautiful it was more times than I ever told mom
 I marvel deep in expressing a reverent praise to a body of water when secretly
 When hurting, and searching for words to affirm is my cousin who ended his journey too early
 I stared at your picture. Stood at your viewing
 I knew you were hurting. My stomach is full of excuses
 I wanted to help, didn’t know how to do it, the silence is brutal
 Maybe refraining from speaking the Truth is just as abusive
 I am in tune as I study the wave run from and to, and examine the movement
 Whether I want it or not, the water had brought the intention so “clear” to pursue
 This is my cue: but I am resistant who am I kidding there isn’t a difference
 This was the mission while “we were still sinners:” this is the infinite gift of persistence
 I wish I could be like the water that creep up in clutching your ankles
 I wish I could be as the sea is repeatedly reaching: so faithful
 We get thrown to the bottom to break and are brought to the brink of the fatal
 But even the waves stumble and fall, at just the right angle: you see a rainbow
 I’m critically short of the virtue I value
 Fighting the very same demon that seem to be lurking around you
 My only regret are my words of affection are so misdirected
 So I came back here trying to talk to God and then He taught me a lesson Maybe I was too late
 I was too concerned with myself
 Maybe I was too late
 I was too immersed with my realm
 Father can you make our love like waves?