[Intro] 
 These mornings feel like a dream, First thing I notice: your body, a sunbeam,
Warm, welcome Gently breathing next to me… You look like an angel effortlessly flying 
no day’s weight disguising your graceful wings as you sleep.

[Hook]
Sacred space
Harder to translate
Harder to hold
Harder to trace
Harder to annotate
Harder to fold
And fit into words.
Easier to speak rage,
Horror, analysis, steady like a shield
Easier to black out the page
Then reveal what you feel.

[Verse 1]
I woke up next to you, a masterpiece, At night, I watched my children, miracles
drift to rest, Even my dreams hold less mystery Than this beauty, these beings
that teach me to breathe. Hard to sleep,
when I’m blessed to see The reason my heart keeps its beat.
I remember thunder, I remember wonder
I remember the light we cannot see.
 Sacred space, 
harder to translate, Harder to hold, trace, or annotate. Easy to spit rage, black out the page, But this? It’s the human they can’t erase. Quiet moments where time turns whole, Air in our lungs sweet as the soul— Heart bright, warm as the sun.

[Verse 2] I’ve been dropping hints, 
allusions to the ineffable, Inexpressible fire that keeps me speakin’ When they insist silence makes more sense, Quiet when they want me to crank the decibels. This accessible, but impossible— You feel it too? That unbreakable will. It’s more than grit, it’s outrageous, Brave as fuck to witness the construct And still choose to feel.
I know it’s confusin’, I pen all these tracks But skip paintin’ our passion vivid— Instead, dissect history’s scars, Modern fails, our disconnect
Not what we losing, too many forget
We lost anything at all. I start here to recall. Ain’t cliche when I speak, write, create, Never just words— I make love to the page. Art ain’t for entertainment, it’s mystery’s vein, let it be heard. Flow through us untamed, vital flame,
Fire tongues become words.

[Bridge] How do I explain what can’t be contained? Shifts from heart to head, page unchanged. Can’t—every day with you, we evolve, Love’s alive, movin’ my hand, inspirin’ awe.
 It’s to feel, not display—your smile in every line, Gives me strength. Your chest like ocean waves, Breaths a caress, breeze fannin’ my flame. I know who I am, what’s at stake, Become human each time you say my name. Sacred space, cherished so deep, I share only the shape, let the essence remain ours, 
I’m sorry, didn’t mean to wake you, 
I couldn’t sleep…

Sunbeam [Explicit]

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Researcher, artist, gemologist, storyteller, conscious rap artist exploring consciousness transformation through multiple disciplines.

I use AI production. Full transparency. My lyrics document realities that rarely get mainstream coverage. AI enables independent creation and rapid distribution. Traditional industry structures control what messages reach audiences—I'm working outside that system.

Every word is mine. Every concept. Every perspective. The AI handles the technical production.

My music explores systemic issues often overlooked in mainstream discourse. 

My music is a visceral anthem of rebellion against corruption, in a landscape where authenticity is often performed and truth is sanitized, I mine some of the darkest corners of modern existence to transmit pure, unfiltered reality. My catalog reads like a manifesto for the sleepless, the struggling, systemically forgotten; as well as those recovering, healing, and seeking more depth in modern chaos.

I dissect the machinery of control with surgical precision. I’m recording autopsies of a dying system from the perspective of someone who's living inside its grinding gears. Where others see hustle culture and rebellion, I reveal expensive escapism and manufactured compliance.

I analyze systems of power with precision—documenting a transforming world from the perspective of someone living within it. Where others see accepted norms, I examine underlying mechanisms and patterns.

My process: Document what I observe. Produce independently. Share widely. Create consistently. No waiting for traditional gatekeepers. No requesting permission from intermediaries.

My inspiration draws from a unique vantage point: educated enough to use precise, domain-specific language, aware enough too see the patterns, struggling enough to feel the weight, parent enough to know what's at stake.

This is consciousness-raising through hip-hop. AI is my production tool. The message drives everything. Independent voices matter.

This is hip-hop as consciousness raising, beat-making as resistance, and storytelling as survival. In a world that profits from keeping people asleep, staying awake becomes our superpower. Inspired by artists like MF Doom, Notorious BIG, Cal Scruby, V1V1D, Lupe Fiasco, Common, B.O.B., 99 Neighbors, Glass Animals, Matt Maeson, Classic Rock and Alternative Rock.

Real strength is staying present while the whole world runs away.

Sunbeam [Explicit]

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