I am pure darkness, sparkless
Glitterless, imageless
But still infinitely limitless
Pre-Genesis before man
I crawled the land before all you know, even began
I think thoughts untranslated, I'm ungraded
My first rhyme had no words to say it
Force of the immaculate
You only exist cause I imagined it and slit your wrist upon fathoming it
Accurate intellect, the weight of my brain tilts my neck
Obeying the will, I select
My face so dark, that it doesn't reflect
The beast in me only awakes at sunset
My life has no connects of hope in it
The blood I drink, has extra pulp in it
I spit rhymes in the graveyard of my block
I get a rush hearing them beat, the coffin tops
I grow my own trees in the woods I'm from
I need branches to leave ♥♥♥♥♥♥ hung
I'm running at a higher density
So the gun on my waist, is the only thing holding me from floating into space