Heard the stories, of healing back in the days, Hands touched the sick, and they walked away saved. Things once called myths start to feel real, Searched for the truth past the unseen field.

The Golden child, elevated with a golden smile, Taught by the masters, said it would take a while. Non-stop flight from ATL to MIA, Spent the weekend meditating all day.

Mind open, body floating, synced with the tide, Each inhale synced the unseen design. He said, “Power's not loud, it moves in the hush, Control the current, don’t get drowned in the rush.”

Mind sharp, heart steady, I could feel the shift, Like the veil got thin, the air got crisp. The energy ascends, but it slipped through my grip, Like a message in static—a ghost with a gift.

Family made a big deal about my 13th, Thought I’d get my powers back, smiling, showing teeth. But the clock struck twelve, the thrill was brief, Left staring at my hands—in disbelief.

(The Sight)

I got a sixth sense, I’m more than a fingerprint, Encrypted in my blood, every line a testament. Turn a thought to reality, rewrite fate, Hands glowing, I can levitate the whole state.

Talk in tongues, but the message still resonate, See the blueprint before they ever orchestrate. Dub'll Vision got me locked in a lucid dream, See the world split apart like a movie screen.

Ancestors ringing, I pick up, no missed calls, Echoes in my dome, guide me through the ancient halls. Future in my left palm, past in my right, Dub'll Vision got me bending both day and night.

They fear what they don't know, label me a threat, But I just learned the codes they didn’t crack yet. No illusion—I’ve been living in a different view, They see one world, M³ walks in two.

Eyes wide closed, I dreamin' while I’m glidin' in, Every step I take got the universe dialin’ in. It ain’t magic—it’s vision born from discipline, I move in real time while the future’s whisperin’.

Unlocked perception—my sixth sense the rear view,

Still see what’s behind me, and what’s in clearview. Couldn’t turn it off, even if I wanted to, Like the world’s see-through—no tint on the truth.

At the pump, dude tried to sell a flat screen, Then I heard a voice—“theft by receiving.” Mama said I’m different, pops stayed silent, Learned early not all power moves violent.

Tried to find my roots, searching the family tree, Looking for my grandma through ancestry. Typed her name in, but it wouldn’t load write, Then I heard a voice say, “You didn’t spell it right.”

Dropped my car off at the dealership, they stole my gun, Asked my dome who did it, they whispered Stephen. I asked the manager, “Does Stephen work here?” He froze up quick—face red, full of fear.

My boys said, “That heat gone, it’s not coming back,” But I don’t move off lack—I manifest facts. Two cops showed up much later, “Is something wrong?” said, “We found your chrome… told him welcome home.”

(The Mastery)

I got a sixth sense, I’m more than a fingerprint, Encrypted in my blood, every line a testament. Turn a thought to reality, rewrite fate, Hands glowing, I can levitate the whole state.

Talk in tongues, but the message still resonate, See the blueprint before they ever orchestrate. Dub'll Vision got me locked in a lucid dream, See the world split apart like a movie screen.

Ancestors ringing, I pick up, no missed calls, Echoes in my dome, guide me through the ancient halls. Future in my left palm, past in my right, Dub'll Vision got me bending both day and night.

They fear what they don't know, label me a threat, But I just learned the codes they didn’t crack yet. No illusion—I’ve been living in a different view, They see one world, M³ walks in two.

Eyes wide closed, I dreamin' while I’m glidin' in, Every step I take got the universe dialin’ in. It ain’t magic—it’s vision born from discipline, I move in real time while the future’s whisperin’.