Cubismo

It's strange the way I now observe where I am
And long ago, long ago I didn't reflect on today, maybe
My focus was on moving forward decisively
Without raising a glance and looking around me no more

A few years ago I made a big decision
Embarking on paths that seem like fiction, and it's more
I went through swampy waters without reason
For the thrill that the heartbeat generated, tick-tock

Experience has not only helped me progress
But to be strong in the face of problems to defeat Goliath

That's why I am where I am, and to the world I am
A strange being, very very rare that I see as normal
But it doesn't matter who I am, it only matters that I am
What I think I am being right now

That's why I am where I am, because I am true to who I am
I'm not a copy of a copy of a better human
I'm strange, that's your definition

And it's a compliment when I stop and analyze it better
And what your eyes see, I will never see
But what my eyes see, I give to you in song
And how can I expect you to understand who I am
If sometimes I don't even understand who I am

I am the Moon and the Sun
Maybe in the day this is me
But at night I am a reflection of the brightness of who I am
Maybe that's why sometimes I'm lime green and
sometimes that jungle green that inspires reflection

Every word I throw on microphones
Is a part of the present frozen in song
And this rhythm is an example of how I am
I change like time changes the hour of a clock

Like water when it's ice, sometimes that's how I am
And when the world demands it, I flow or evaporate
How can I know what you might think
If one day you see me reflective and another day not?

Perhaps the rhythms disguise my reality
Or maybe I'm a ghost in disguise
Because so many thoughts come in this home
Called mind by people but this is my reality

I know I dream too much, even more upon waking
That's why I'm that wizard who lives what he dreams
That's why I don't want to stop my particular psychosis
I adore this madness that has adopted my thinking
Because even if the world looks gray, my reality will be green
I am the cubism of Picasso portrayed in this rap