We always speaking… What are we spelling with our words?
We always growing… What we growing towards?
We always moving… But what's keeping us in motion?
Times keep on changing… But is this really evolution?

I hear them say, "People need something to believe in." Agreed. So let them. Don't steal their faith— Mostly need you not to intercede. You ain't helping, just deceiving.
Like, we might believe you, But you gotta believe us
When we tell you how we feel, What we think, gotta trust us
If you want our trust. Reciprocity really a core lesson, Your contempt getting in the way Of connection.
Now you always knowing Exactly what's happened, where it's going, But you didn’t question that, you gave the order, made the map, 
Made a photocopy and said
This is where we will be at.

We always feeding… But what are we really eating? We always watching… But what are we really seeing?
You always speaking… But who you speaking to? You always moving… What you running from?
Ain’t it strange you own the world,
And are more a prisoner than anyone?

I hear you say people are just this, The world is just like that. But when's the last time you tried on their shoes?or circled back?
I heard you collecting different views Like different pairs of glasses, Higher tint, different hues, Same perspective confirming what you knew.
That's not how I see it though— You seeing like me? Doesn't matter the contrast, wavelengths You filter, you still seeing just like you As you imagine I might be.

I been watching, listening, Questioning—what is this place? We so entrenched in the system, It become a symptom to question Who we are, why we breathe Like questioning the air.
But if you dare, sit with that— Maybe we chose to be here. I don't know, does it matter? Is it something we can prove? Is it something we can face?
Sit back down, not your turn
Still my move.

Can't tell if you're growing… Or just moving numbers, Stealing don't build and shape— It atrophies and incites anger in others.
Only thing changing is the facade… But is it really evolution Just because you say you are gods?
Plants stretch towards sunlight, Animals gather around water, Where we be running? Hustle, hustle hard.
We got the right instinct, But missed the nurture. Running, running, running— Gotta win the race, or else
This ain’t living, this is horror.

Don't know where we going, Don't know why we racing, You know how I know? Even when you get it, You backtrack, regress,
Can’t face it, still on the same race track.
People racing to red lights all the time, Such urgency, it's unnerving— We all losing time, counting down the clock. What's so important for you swerving?
Literally what you know I don't? I ain't risking no one's life Trying to stay ahead in a loop, This endless road.

Rest let us reflect, Enjoy the view and plan The next path to pursue.
Naw, so here we are, Here I am, talking to… A projection, an introjection I imagine might be something like me, Something like you.
Walking through the many questions Life asks without words, I'm translating language through Its questions. Universe like to keep me guessing…
And so do you.

Questions

Conscious rap artist bearing witness to systemic horrors with unfiltered bars—AI-produced beats, human truths from the trenches of corruption and control.

I’m Inspirited In Sight: researcher, gemologist, storyteller, and independent hip-hop creator exploring consciousness transformation. 

My lyrics validate what you’re seeing: the horror is real, your exhaustion rational, your rage appropriate. 

You’re not crazy for struggling in a broken system; you’re not alone in spotting the patterns. 

This isn’t quick-fix empowerment—it’s witnessing the machinery of manufactured compliance, dissecting power structures for the sleepless, struggling, and systemically forgotten. 

Validation before action, because clarity starts with knowing your perception is valid.

Process: Observe realities mainstream ignores, craft every word and concept myself, leverage AI for production and rapid independent drops. No gatekeepers, just consistent creation from lived experience and an aware, parent’s perspective fighting for depth amid chaos.

Mission: Hip-hop as consciousness-raising resistance—beats that awaken, narratives that affirm independent voices in a world profiting from sleepwalking. 

Staying present and awake is our superpower.

Influences: MF Doom’s cryptic layers, Lupe Fiasco’s systemic depth, Common’s grounded soul, plus edges from Cal Scruby, V1V1D, B.O.B., 99 Neighbors, Glass Animals, Matt Maeson, Notorious BIG, classic rock, and alternative rock.
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