I used both beats for this verse.

Its been years since I've posted.
but here we go, yo,



Yo!
Brought in, the new year, with a glass of champaigne//
'We made it' was the add I campaigned//
I lost a couple loved ones// had to mask pain//
To summerize the year yall, I had a bad game//
You've gotta have, aim//
To reach a vision, in the midst of crisis//
International//Warfare//Picture Isis//
Walking toward you with//
Devices//
Telling you//
Recite this//
Or merit you//
As Lifeless//
A better view//
Is to stay in front of, the dude ahead of you//
And never let him cycle, like the letter 'U'//
Rewrite, the instruction manual, for better use//
This, type of thinking, can put you on a pedestal//
And with Cuba no longer barred//
I can, sit back, piff a cigar//
Planetarium, with Neil Tyson//
Let him take me and my daughter, on a trip to the stars//
First stop, we'll be visiting mars, and dimensions beyond//
Putting in, perspective, what division we are//
Debating on, if planets abroad, have simian arms//
Are we merely alone?//
or are we really involved?//
And if we knew the answer, what is really the cost?//
And as far as intelligence, you think you're the boss//
Just imagine, if in comparison, you shrink to a moth//
Pause//
It can bring you, remorse//
That if our molecular corse, was of surrogate force//
I'm just bringing forth, questions of the past, today//
Are we one, DNA, or a vast array//
Or, an intentional castaway//
With a task, to charade, or advance display//
Went from primitive, to man, today//
From inquisitive, to cruising on the, Mandalay//
And to limit the elate, I'll emasculate//
Are you living, in a trance, awake?
Or are you trying, to advance, a race//
This is cerebral calisthenics//
The wordplay//
Killing the verbals, you got a medic?//
A thursday//
I'm hitting the hurdles, I gotta get it//
I've gotta be, indebted//
I've gotta re-cement it, if I wanna re-invent it//
Don't wanna be a menace//
I've caused, enough harm, to date//
Wishing I could just, casket, my moms, awake//
"I'm straight, your granddaughter, is 8,
with straight A's, on every, report card, to date,
I'm sorry for all the late, phone calls, awake,
Knowing I was in a gate, or a car, with Jake,
Was a phase, I wish I could just, wash, away,
I'm amazed, that I didn't just, walk, away"//
And it pains//
Knowing that I didn't, rearrange//
The history, is tipping me, insane//
Serenity, and aim//
Is what I would, eventually, attain//
And trinity, has given me a lane//
On a, pathway, so consider me, arraigned//
With, dreams bigger, then a vicinity, in Maine//
Eventually, validity, will render me, a claim//
Until then, I'm using anonymity, to gain//
Can it, be in vein//
The current, status of the game//
Has got me automatically ashamed//
What happened to the, insight, matter in the brain?//
While you scatter in the rain, I'll be laddering the plane//
Autistic, envisionist//
Who could flavor, the vanity in things//
I exhibit//
Dna, in anatomy of kings..