[UnbornBuddha]

My family tree is corrupted, and what's more my insanity pleads are forgotten
The man I'll be is encrusted in my lineage where tragedy meets the entrusted.
Destiny is fostered already by authors that want to make you heavily suffer.
The soliloquies I conjure were derived from my recipe altar devilishly thought of.
Attempting a tantrum against the supreme intelligence is an ignorant etiquette that's spot on.
I'm like Iblis defying the heavenly master, but the repercussions of it are certainly awkward
The outcome of my defiance is God burning me after, the crinkling scorching of atoms.
But I'm elated to be touched by his wrath- I'm learning the value in earning my valor.
I was once lost in the vast void without knowing not that I'm trapped.
Awakening caused me to grab life by its horns, transcending the bad.
I was a spectacle under observation by a demonic microscope.
Feeling like Macaulay Culkin when bandits saw me home alone.
I'm a street musician accompanied by my melodic xylophone
A scholar earning a dead beat tuition due to my moronic knowledge goals.
Symbolic college tomes cause me to expound mirages, topics told
By frolicking prophets of old. Aghoris renouncing their inward cravings.
We all have our inner baby even hobos show the colicky complex they hold.
Chaotic chromosomes going haywire as predicted by sardonic horoscopes.
Astrology and its Satanic protocols are not allowed in my metallic mobile home.
I care not to eat organic or home grown, everything is treated with equality.
To be separated from the one was when we started believing in dichotomy.
Faithfully giving filial piety to my biogeneaology, but I know Eden my biology.
My heart grows tired of tall tales exaggerating Jesus biography.
Stories without a historical basis has prana exasperating out of me.
Not to say I'm aggravated angrily by any undomesticated novelty
It is just a case of democracy responding to an already exacerbated anarchy.
The geography of my past gave birth to a truly captivating masterpiece
Geomancy divinely calculated the forthcoming of a prefabricated well mannered king
A monarch who under rule had a fascinating plan to carry.
He castrated all breeds of emcees populating the planetary.
The medicine king invalidated the apothecary
Advocating the granary to be allocated to grander cities
This all seems to the uneducated as arbitrary
A kingly clingy obsession to venerate an already elevated classic theory
Denoting all that matters is tyranny. The creator of it is the weary father of the myriad things.