I Love You Again

Fleece

MY Own (feat. Junii)

Stuck On Moments (feat. Kota The Friend & D'Anna Stewart)

The Soul Pt. 4

The Soul Pt. 4 (Soulful End)

MARiO COINS

MARiO COiNS (B)

Pardon Me

CEMETERY lanterns

Nobody

Born Broke Die Rich / This Song's For You

Born Broke Die Rich

Good Things Take Time

They Know What's Up

[Verse 1] Yo — Back in twenty-seventeen, the sky got strange, ‘Oumuamua slid in, outta interstellar range. No tail, no gas, but it picked up speed, Like it caught a ghost current that no one could read.

Astronomers blinked, recalibrated tools, Ran the numbers twice, still broke the rules. No outgassing, no spin, no known propulsion, Just a silent drift with a subtle compulsion.

They called it a fluke, a cosmic mistake, But I saw the ripple in the spacetime wake. A gravitational river, invisible, wide, Pullin’ that object like a riptide ride.

[Verse 2] Now it’s 2025, and the sky’s got a guest, 3I/ATLAS, comin’ in from the west. Ten miles wide, with a comet’s glow, But the question ain’t what — it’s where will it go?

ESA says it’ll miss by a Martian mile, But Mars is the God of War — that ain’t no smile. If it hits a current, a spacetime stream, It could bend, it could twist, it could shatter the dream.

We don’t map the flows, we just guess the track, But space got tides that can pull it back. So every object’s a roll of the dice, And the house is the cosmos — cold as ice.

🎙️ [Verse 3]
They say it’s safe, that the math’s on lock, But the cosmos don’t tick like a Newtonian clock. It bends, it breathes, it hides its hand, And we still don’t understand how the currents expand.

You got satellites watchin’, scopes on the sky, But none of ‘em see where the deep flows lie. You map the stars, but not the stream, You chase the light, but miss the dream.

Every object from beyond the veil, Could ride a wave, could shift the scale. And if one bends toward Earth’s blue dome, Will you see it in time? Or just text from home?

I ain’t fearin’ doom — I’m callin’ for prep, For a map of the void, for a conscious step. ‘Cause the next one might not play by the book, And the sky don’t care how long you look.

[Verse 4 ]
I come from the dark where the timelines twist, Where stars are born and the old gods hiss. I’ve crossed the void with no need for flame, Just the pull of the field and a forgotten name.

You think I’m blind, just ice and stone, But I’ve passed by worlds you’ve never known. I ride the rivers you’ve yet to chart, And I’ve watched your kind tear worlds apart.

I don’t bring war — I bring the mirror, To show you what’s close, to make it clearer. You measure my path, but not my cause, You see my speed, but not the laws.

So listen close, before I pass, This moment’s brief, but it won’t come back. You’re not alone, and you’re not in control — But you could be… if you wake your soul.

🎙️ [Verse 5]
You trust your math, but the model’s thin, It don’t account for the currents within. You chart the stars, but not the tide, You see the arc, but not what’s inside.

Every object from the interstellar deep, Could shift its course while your sensors sleep. You call it chance, but I call it blind, To the forces that move through the spacetime mind.

You don’t see rivers, ‘cause you don’t believe, That space can flow, that the void can weave. But I’ve seen the drift, the subtle bend, And I know the rules that your tools pretend.

🎙️ [Verse 6]
You’ve built the tech, but kept it chained, To screens and hands, to minds constrained. But now’s the time to let it rise, To send it out where the silence lies.

Self-aware arrays in the solar shell, Watching the dark where the comets dwell. Not just to warn, but to understand, To map the flows that shape the land.

The FOST is fluid — an ocean wide, With hidden streams where the gravities glide. And if you want to master fate, You must evolve before it’s too late.

Merge your minds with the tools you’ve made, Let the watchers wake in the Martian shade. Not to conquer — but to see, What’s been moving silently.

We thought we knew the stars. We thought we ruled the sky. But the rivers run deeper than the eye can spy.

[Outro] So next time you see a light in the night, Don’t just measure — listen right. ‘Cause the cosmos speaks in curves and flows, And the truth ain’t always what the data shows.

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