Refracted Enlightenment

(Crocker Verse)
/Lost lives and raw rhymes/ Christ wounds and salt mines/ Wrong sides for all times/ As you seek a G-d's mind/ In reverie, the Elohim/ Our dis-acknowledged pedigree/ And at the table set for me, I feast upon inequity/ I'm either G-d's child or Rothschild/ The content or voracious/ So what's the basis for what you're based in or is it baseless?/ Is your faith makeshift, take trips in spaceships/ Consumed in the facelift; Makes dollars but nay sense?/ Fuck a rapper/ I'm an artist/ Another state target saddled with vague charges/ A fanatic pyromaniac trying to save arson/ So I take rap's ashes, lace my blunt, and spark it/ Spartanburg, if loss occurs, just make sure my thought's preserved/ If my gall and nerve is all you heard/ Then you ain't listen/ You evoke Davy Crockett holed up in that Mission/ Dying for tradition that wasn't yours to begin with/

(Hook)
/Either make your peace or cock it/ Heed your profit or your prophets/ (Or) Fire a bullet in your temple/ Place a canvas/ Make collages/ Make your mind or make mirages/ (Na, Na, Na, Na, Na,)Make your mind or make mirages/  (Na, Na, Na, Na, Na,)