DESCRIPTION:
this was one of my last recordings while i was residing in the family center.

lyrics as follows:

not a professor but my theory is broadcast
realization of self is where u find the award at
we could talk the mundane or the arcane, secret society, slave ships gods pain
leavin my options open at the end of the season
i'm finding the reasons that molecules move & man's breathin
saturated with pus on the day of your birth, maconium,
humble origins u floated in scum
i wrote it in sums, the formulas u findin in math
he's holdin a gun, the badman thats ridin for cash
u can drink from the ganges, crematin the corpses
but if your intention is evil we aint takin your offers
sorcery of a doctor on prescription forms
we from the land of the free where bravery is the norm
vision of an owl in the day i c far like a eagle
the bible say we god i belive u
family shield & i'm holdin it down well, S in the middle now u callin me kal el
ring the alarm, digiridoo,conch shell & shofar
cause few understand sankofa
swastika of the hindu, go farther when the wind blew
reckanize the potential in u
that's my naga, travel the equator from the east coast of africa str8 back 2 asia
concentrated photon light beam, electrical field will scontrol the intensity of the laser