The Birth Of Freedom

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And spat out stars like watermelon seeds Planned on giving my sons and daughters Rings and round things for their planetary surroundings Like what solar systems sell supernatural souls Some go about it the Milky Way But, I play it cool While sipping solstice sizzurp from the Big Dipper A tool implemented and invented With the intention to quench Orion's thirst Taste quasar star bursts while Making comments to comets and notices to novas that I got a sort of God complex Cause I've made the galaxy my complex to roam Called up Rome and notified my home in Egypt that I Shared air with nephews in Asia Fused major love under Asia Minor Hell, I hit up El Salvador on the cell And blew caution to Katrina about my Elevated levels of winds and land, granted, I planted footstep mists upon mountains-purple They called me majestic' Some wanted to touch the sun and left streaks of fingerprints Across the sky, but I didn't feel molested But no other touch the sun like she touched the sun She touched the sun and made the sun raise She touched the sun to make the sun rays She kissed the sun and admired the sun's spores I gave out polar pheromones through my pores I gave out heat as she gave out heat Defeating the purpose of the clouds hiding my solar flare I blush and she blushes as I brush her hair back She graced her hand cross my surface My purpose was to give shine to shade And upgrade attitudes through my altitudes I possess My reign remains and grows rainbows through even meteor showers Throw bows and striking poses As solar eclipses fail to devour the light inside of pride From dusk till dawn I yawn and inhale moons To make gravitational pulls from Mother Earth's pools So me and my Queen could mack tonight Fuck a tune like "Mack the Knife" I'm in tune exhaling aurora pianos Scaling scraped skies And while the government lies I sit-up from sun-up to sun-down Making sure my sun doesn't stay down...