[Verse 1] I put the sun on the stand, make it swear on its light Ask the moon why it settles for a borrowed shine at night Turn a page, see prophets arguing with peer-reviewed charts Dead kings writing footnotes in my bone-marrow remarks I got a conscience that cross-examines every impulse Brain wired like a courtroom wired for results Thoughts pacing in the hallway, suits on, briefcase steel Juries made of my regrets, vote on what I really feel I been sharpening my silence on the whetstone of doubt Talk soft, but every word drag a chalk line out My childhood in a jar, labeled “break in case of art” Shook it once and saw the fragments rearrange into a heart I’m a paradox in Air Max, facts in a body bag Truth in a paper bag, folded with a shopping tag Every lesson that I learned had a brick in its hand Built a library of bruises just for me to understand [Chorus] Hard lines carved in the margin Ink bleeds, knowledge is a scar then I turn pain into a doctrine Every bar a coffin and a garden Hard lines carved in the margin Ink bleeds, knowledge is a scar then If my mind is all I’m guarding Every thought a coffin and a garden [Verse 2] I seen a pastor sell heaven like it’s prime downtown Watched a skeptic buy faith just to calm his doubt down I seen a cop quote scripture with his knee on a neck Then write “resisting arrest” in immaculate text The system is a maze with mirrors at each corner You either chase your own ghost, or become your own mourner I got a ribcage bookshelf, organs reading themselves Lungs flipping through the chapters on how to expel hell My tears filed taxes; they claim trauma as dependents Anger was the auditor, flagging fraudulent repentance I taught my shadow how to leave when the lights cut Now it dips before the bullets ever rise from the gut I treat fear like a landlord, pay late, move out Turn eviction notices into blueprints for a route If survival is a thesis, every scar is a citation My heartbeat footnotes the fine print of creation [Chorus] [Bridge] Ask the sky why it never wrote back We mailed prayers in envelopes black Stamped each one with a bitten-down tooth Got ‘em returned as “insufficient proof” Still, I pace on this razor-thin brink Brain pouring out ink If the cosmos is a question I can’t solve I’ll answer with a life that won’t dissolve [Verse 3] I put a microscope over every casual sin Found entire universes hid beneath the skin Atoms arguing in circles ‘bout who really holds the charge Quarks throwing little fists in a subatomic yard My tongue a guillotine hung by a single thin nerve One wrong word swing, whole kingdom get served I seen love sign a prenup with despair in the room They agreed to split the ribs and share the living wound Grandma kept a psalm folded in her bra like bail Said, “If they ever cage you, boy, this verse posts bail” Now my notebook is a cellblock, pages doing sets Every bar a pull-up from the pit of my regrets I won’t bow to a throne that was carved from my back If your crown needs my spine, you can keep your gold intact When I die, don’t quote me, just dissect my mistakes See how many crooked paths led to something that ain’t break [Chorus]
