Cook With Mud

Put some lead and dirt in the pyrex, heat it up to liquid Put in the secret ingredient, stir it and then mix it Put your heart into it, turn off the burner when it looks like blood When it cools it turns to gold that's how an alchemist cooks with mud He left the gold in the pan cuz it's a trickster like hope He said what's the use of wealth without emotions to cope? Grief leads to acceptance, anger leads to clarity Fear leads to safety and joy leads to sincerity Lifе is always listening, do you fill its ears with toxins? I spoke paragraphs of poison, I built walls and got boxеd in Welcome to my prison I built worlds that I got lost in I used to drive forklifts and freestyle a self proclaimed false prophet My pen's a magic wand I turned all my bars into gold People came far and wide chisel me free, while their pockets got full Escape artist, I wrote this with Houdini's rusty shackles I’m trying to find the magic in failing or maybe he transcended channels I melted them and turned them into keys to change the narrative Find the heaven in yourself cuz there's hell in comparisons I saw a tree that grew through a fence let the lesson be known Some problems can't be solved, only outgrown Let fear be your compass, feel the pain stop trying to numb it What you seek is seeking you, turn around stop running from it Scuba diving in spiritual sewage, the shit I swim through it All memory is mythology it just depends on how we use it I’m trying to undo the aloneness, my demons I know them I set them free and also of the label that controlled them The dead leaves of the tree fertilize the soil that grows them I’m finding nutrients in the dead parts of me learning to decompose them We ask if there's life after death but is there life after birth? How many of us work for other's dreams feeling robbed of our worth? I found parts of myself that were frozen I defrosted inside Only that which can destroy itself is truly alive