You must gain balance within yourself
Tell me everything you know

Silk, hallucinogenic power
When Shiva was born the sea turned to milk
And it snowed turmeric powder
One of her hands reached down and planted the bodhi
Then handed out roti with chickpeas
Amongst the thick leaves, sat the yogi wearing big beads
Then here comes Jenna, the enlightener
Smell the spice as shе entered
Shе painted the tiger in stripes with henna
The oldest scrolls called the Rigveda
Hair was 9 ether, bigger features
Near the golden monkey, the stone toad, and the salamander
Before Alexandria was conquered by Alexander
Where the gods with the bronze head
Met the beast with the blond dreads
Dalai Lama meets Brahma, they feast on naan bread
The Buddha was happy and chubby, rub the belly, feel lucky
The gods got mean and turned green like mint chutney
Romulus and Remus, the she-wolf gave birth to her puppies
A kid sat doing yoga, played with his pet cobra
He said "father, I have no attachment, I am one with everything"
The sky blackened
Everything is connected

Then came Vishnu from out a flying crystal
I star trek through Tibet, landed down near plants and insects
Approached the orange-robed monk that sat in front of the monastery
The temple of forgotten vows of silence
Sweat drip from my brow, I bow
Priest return to Easter Island
Witness me coming down from a cloud
Holding a mic, hold back the crowd
Melchizedek inheritance, genetic transmission
Mysteries of Elyon
Feel the wizardry as you impale to a stone
That’s word to Ganesh killing Dumbo in Ellora temple
Ajanta cave in the jungle
Beneath the stars, many of the ancient gods depict bulls, snakes, birds and cod
Original manuscript held as archives locked in a vault through the cobwebs and smoke
The living dead, spell said and ghost
The deepest rhymes I ever wrote beneath the [?] of the goats
Wet, naked and soaked
From a baby male to Gabriel, riding Halley’s tail
Comets hitting your conscience like eighty whales
The teachers in their pride daily boast
They know nothing, this mic holds substance
And it is they who obey and truly succeeded in achieving total ignorance and sheer bliss
I’m here for years until I’m gone
I’ll leave saffron
Saffron
Saffron
The saffron
Saffron
I’ll leave saffron
So as he was the Priest and Zohar born inside of a stone egg
Fell off a mount, cracked, came up, he rapped
Perhaps I’ll take you to the temple soon
You all meet your doom
The smell of perfume

Accept the reality

Saffron