Call me Michael

Some cats fronted and asked me to try step into a booth or write som' basic, my answer was...This Is me being Me, so I wrote som' basic.

Call me Michael

I am a sign from God...and as if my name wasn't  proof enough, baptized in the spiritual flames that broke apart when the ark of the covenant fell apart,touching the finger of the supreme, Michael emerged, now The Lost Sun, raised by a combination of all the ancient scrolls to deciphering ways of the Hieroglyphics,now understanding the new age basic man language and existence of human. im Able to see all the pain in your faces.. The tormented fears of a kid as grown ups fight, its not the thoughts of Forster homes, its the parental misguidance, results of abusive picket fenced broken homes, so this is where my voice comes in with a multiple personality, trying to reach the suicidal and pass hope, the runaway children and cover them from sun rays,

I execute my thots in different dimensions,with an equilibrium perfection.. Torment basic lines that fill up the radio stations, greedy trends,strange and fatal political essence, listen to this violin piece and inhabit your galaxy like its yours,control your God given, breath, life, earth.. We live in parallel destinies don't follow mine, mine blessed already by the mind of the supreme, creator of Mike, now The Lost Sun,follow Revelation signs, get trapped in my atmosphere, inhale dirt in a paradox. exhale purity that determines your future.in endless negativity, I understand demons and their forms,my body laced with exorcism notations. My heavenly form bares the mark of Michael, scribbling thots on the wall, scrolls that now evolved, to metaphors, uplifting lost souls, them who doubt my hiphop skills, check this, my B -boy stance was the first dance with the devil, left a mark in the sky, that thunder in July, lightning was me break dancing with both feet in the sky, thunder was Lucifer defeated falling on the ground.now get your facts right before u step to me with your weak fix, i don't mix baking soda with cocain, my high be a mixture of Cathanone and propane, i mean i just gatta spit....and it gatta be universal, nothing else or less ......or else .