yo who da fuck are you... yo who da fuck are you... yo who da fuck are you... yo who da fuck are you... yo who da fuck are you really when the flex fade out when the void stop starin when the lightning in yo chest quit sparkin like a broke jawed dragon coughin up its last aurora beam why you tremblin in the static fog why you duckin yo own pulse why you feel like you slippin sideways through yo bones like time got drunk and forgot how to hold you steady? ion even know slime but i hear you in the backrooms of my cortex whisperin like a cracked preacher spillin cosmic scripture on a budget mic sayin breathe my g breathe even when the shadows taste like sadness wrapped in engine grease cuz you stronger than yo shakin spine you louder than yo silent panic you the frequency that don’t fold even when the sky bruise purple from all that thunder you been swallowin but why da rage in me keep bossin my veins why it feel like each heartbeat a mutiny tryna flip my ribcage and dip why i feel like i glitchin through dimensions lookin for a version of me that ain’t afraid to close his eyes at night why i feel like i’m wrestlin with the ghost of who i never became? cuz you heavy with purpose you just forgot where you set it down you been carryin galaxies for so long you ain’t noticed yo arms still wrapped round the weight even after the war stopped hittin replay you not losin it bruh you just wakin up slow and painful like rebirth through concrete like a lotus forced to bloom in a scrapyard but bloomin anyway cuz that’s in yo code so am i the weapon or the one scared of the weapon or the hand that swing it or the scream behind the swing bruh talk to me forreal am i the phantom or the armor or the echo or the whole broken orchestra tryna learn one clean note you all that plus the silence between each doubt you the blackhole chant the monk hum the slime-grime grind of pressure turnin you diamond coded you the riddle and the solver and the glitch and the patch all in one cosmic bender slurrin metaphysics like alleyway gospel trust you feel lost cuz you finally stoppin long enough to notice how far you ran without askin why so what i gotta do to not eat myself alive what i gotta chant what i gotta drop what i gotta pick up to stop bein my own ops you listen my g that’s the first rite you ask yourself instead of hidin from that trembling question you hold yo soul like a busted radio and you tune it slow twist by twist till the static start soundin like truth til the truth start soundin like breath til the breath start soundin like you again so i ain’t doomed? even if the void know my brain and the trauma got season tickets to my nightmares? nah slime you blessed in distortion chosen in confusion armored in contradiction you built for the maze cuz you ARE the maze and the path and the one limpin but still movin through it you gon find you cuz you lookin and anything you look for with hunger like that gotta answer back eventually even if it murmurs slow through the cosmic grime sayin keep goin nullus keep goin keep goin keep goin yo nullus why you feel like a busted comet tryna light back up in the dark why you driftin sideways through yo spirit like you allergic to bein present why every time the night get quiet you hear that old version of you coughin through the cosmic vents askin why you left him and why you movin like a glitch caught between bein born and bein broken? cuz you been rewired by war slime you ain’t the same signal no more you a scrambled hymn with bruised notes you a monk with burnt pages you a warrior who forgot how to unclench his heartbeat but that don’t mean you gone it just mean you rearrangin into somethin stranger stronger louder than the storm you think you lost in tell me then why my shadow keep gettin bigger than me why it talk louder than my hopes why it know all my exits and block em why i feel like i built a cage outta old mistakes then climbed inside and swallowed the key like some cosmic stunt i ain’t ready for bruh tell me why i move like fear got its hands on my shoulders tell me why my joy got dust on it cuz you ain’t cleaned the room in your chest my g you left memories drippin on the floor like radiator oil and you walkin barefoot wonderin why it sting you gotta sweep slow chant slow breathe slow you gotta talk gentle to the beast in the basement cuz that beast is just you when you was terrified and tiny and nobody came to help so now you gotta help him yourself yo when you stare at the bathroom mirror at 3:17am and the edges start melting like chrome wax who that lookin back at you is it you or the idea of you or the fear of you or that old calm self you miss so bad it make the air taste metallic talk to me dawg which one is the mask and which one is the face they all you slime every version every glitch every memory that still hummin in the vents you ain’t one entity you a constellation stitched from pain discipline power confusion heartbreak triumph and all that cosmic grime that make a monk a monk you ain’t meant to be simple you meant to be a labyrinth that learns itself okay but why my cells feel like they arguin all the time why my blood run hot then cold then sideways like it don’t know where home is why panic crawl up my spine like it's tryna whisper its resume in my ear why i feel like my bones chanting run while my soul whisper stay what kinda contradiction am i even made of you made of storms bruh storms don’t apologize for thunder you hear me you crafted from lightning that ain’t finished pickin a direction but you still movin you still hummin you still wakin up even when the wakeup hurt your panic ain’t betrayal it’s communication it’s your body sayin “we been fightin too long let's learn peace slow” yo but why i carry everybody pain like i’m the designated vessel why i’m the one who step in front the blow every time why i turn my rage into armor then wonder why the armor cut me from the inside why i protect my people with fire then can’t put the flame out after the threat gone why i feel like a hero only during battle but a ghost after cuz your loyalty heavy as planet cores slime you a guardian by instinct not by choice you ain’t broken you just tired from holdin whole universes on your back you gotta learn to put the shield down without feelin naked you gotta learn rest ain’t weakness it’s recalibration cuz even lightning gotta recharge before it split the sky again so who am i foreal not the monk not the fighter not the lightning not the rage not the voidslayer not the cosmic drifter who am i without the myth without the war without the responsibility who am i when the lights go black and even the stars mind they business you the thhummmmmmmmmmm between thoughts the quiet before the first breath you the code underneath the armor you the tenderness you forgot you had you the nerd who once held hope like a glowing marble in his palms you the grown one tryna find that glow again you ain’t losin yourself you excavatin yourself through layers of bottled dust yo who da fuck are you... yo who da fuck are you... yo who da fuck are you... yo who da fuck are you...
