Rap writ to the BOULLIE beat of the same name. Hope you like.

Lyrics:

Meditation, arrangin aura in relation to star charts,
Harmonies start with dark artistry, karma effects
My astral projection's orbit arch and trajectory,
If the direction's incorrect, I redirect and perfect it,
Sketch a peice of wretchedry to relieve the pressure festering and infectin me.
A G's etched impression of escher,
Check the speech, read a recipe of deceptive complexity
Bless the beat, reestablish spatial orientation,
Patience; have it,

Meditation, coordination of mind, matter, and nature,
Correlation as data enters the matrix of atoms that make up the galaxy,
It all hangs in the balance,
Aligned to yinyang signs, I'm vibin in time to wind chimes,
The kind within minds wide and not confined to the finite,
With eyes that can shine in twilite and not be blinded by pyrite,
Fine lines can divide lives or provide guides to the wise,
Righteous lies belie the hatred inside,

That's why we need some Meditation,
Introspection, more than mirror's vague reflections,
Orbit our vessel, just a vestigal shell for celestial essence,
Is the world just a distorted, warped and hellish impression,
Developed by your melon's imbellished perception?
Now take a deep breath and exhale and try to digest your lesson,
Relish and appreciate your consciousness and intelligence,
Be patient, and understand me for the sake of your sanity,

Meditation in place of ego and vanity,
Grants you freedom from the hands that are creepin to plant the seeds of calamity,
Redeems you with dreams of peace and amity,
And epiphanies, serendipitous gifts of clarity,
Bearing mysterious rarely experienced spiritual feelings and theories,
Repairing fear and weariness, clearing the air, sweet therapy,
For myriad terrors there be of varied severity.

Meditate with patience, fate awaits creation, prepare to be
dazed, shaken and changed, to rephrase, you'll awaken.