In Heaven Reflection & The Anti-Human Agenda

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

In Heaven, let me kick back and smile
Picture for a while
How I lived in my days as a child
Let me reflect
in respect of each moment
make it present once again
the days come back "like how you been?"
like, "do you remember win"
Riding on the front of a shwinn,
or even before that,
Running like the wind,
Pin a paper to my back
just to feel like an Olympian
Or before that when I was first birthed
Hearing "Manic Monday" as parents went to work
I wonder one day will I be old like them?
Look at my mom, is she beautiful like Susanna?
Hoffs -- till I learned to play ball
I never got props!
But I had hops, and the old heads
used to call me Danny Manning
After he won the final four
Used to go to a church for pre-school
they called it Red Door,
we'd play and wonder,
if the brown on the bottom of the shoe was peanut butter
Used to sit in the grass and wonder
about the clouds in the days of summer
Used to feel the eternity of youth
and the everlasting spring
Then one day came the last day
we'd go out and play with our friends
Didn't know it then,
Started rolling round in cars
at the time Pac made "Picture Me Rollin"
Used to be a young thief,
cd's and tabacco leaves got stolen
Till I got punished for perpetrating
around the Time Flesh dropped "World So Cruel"
Didn't know then that the world was still a gem
and that I was actually just a fool,
But elevated my minds mentals
As hip-hop consciousness the bomb shit took hold,
Never to fold or falter,
Rocked rhymes hard as rock of Gibralter,
Elevated to new lands and created new sands
beneath my feet, where they take it day by day
and to compete means that you get to eat
Passed weed with Rasta's in Africa's smiling coast
and just sat in the silences of thoughts without jokes
and contemplated to Lucky Dube tracks from South Africa
As life became sunny again, and records spin for hours
And a princess came into my life and made wonders happen
Right around the same time I had the mind for battle rappin'
I used to come to the venue at the Jamaican spot
had the energy to face emcee's and express my thoughts
Had my homies in the crowd scream "Allahu Akbar" when I spit
Till eventually I landed a 9-5 and a salary that was legit
Till the world shut down and the moon hid behind the clouds
And the tyrants boot to the neck made cowards out of proud
Till the ultimate end and equalizer of all
Death came and now we ask God how? why? what? was this and that?
And I'm just in heaven reflectin on memories kickin' back

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

The Anti-Human Agenda

A.I., and Nano Tech
Satan Klaus Shwab infect your Television set
Adapter, stick the plug into the Matrix,
I wreck the basic, and breakthrough the makeshift
When I write rhymes in these times of trans-human
We are the enemy, see it clearly with no confusion
See behind the curtain, the Grand Wizards allusion
Environmentalists, manurer toxic spray spitter
Can't you see that YOU are the carbon emitter?
YOU are the enemy, they block your breath from exit
I been on this planet 39 years, so now I'm reflectin'
On how humans used to live from the time we were kids
to 6,000 years of this human civilization
Looking back in history textbooks, times of plantations
The Crucible, Salem Witch Trials casting out Satan
The Renaissance times of Europe and Renaissance in your own life
When your mind could uplift, past makeshift, and see unto the divine
I'm in heaven sitting back and looking at civilization gone by
The who's, the what's, the why?  come to mind after you die
I'm the old man who sits and reads his old notes to grandchildren
Who leaves time capsules and holds portraits to remember good times
Who reminds, and revisions, intertwined, and stops time
Salvador Dali flip flopping clocks, distorting and mixing tic tocs
DJ Premier scratching, reacting, to the golden era of hip-hop
I'm seeing from the mountains man, and it takes a story to make religion
Someone would have to explain to you your previous life's vision
Cause you have forgotten and your cells became new yet again
Every 7 years cells mutate and you take on new joys and fears
Can't remember yesteryear and feel as if the person wasn't even you
Yet can't see another 7 years from now, now will be then, you are who?
Transformation to different forms, dying and becoming dust
Rumi says you don't fear death when it's death you learn to love   

[Ebony Bree Caple]

So I'm readin ya rhymes and I'm thinkin they tight
And why ain't I heard this guy on the mic
And you got ya own style
I like how you write
Although not quite enough I might try to bite 😂