This is another atomic barrage of seismic proportions, feel these bars swing your mind free of distortions/
It's no surprise, I'll open up your eyes to this torture, take a look and preview the state of our mental disorder/
Here we see mankind, gripped within his vice unable to feel, unable to see, cheated, lead to entice/
There's a burden about here while we're all stumbling, boulders upon our backs, spirits ragged and grungy/
How could we be freed? Destruction's in the breeze until we stop and look past our own selfish needs, do you agree?/
There's a whole lot to be gained looking out for one another, A change within could help a friend become a brother/
We produce the fruit to fix our view and show our true colors so reflections from within will fuel the flame of spiritual agriculture/
Be blessed.