Once you see from above, that five-D sight,

you look down at yourself like a shadow in light.

Patterns everywhere when you're out the fight—

you ain’t drowning, brother, you’re wakin’ up right.

Breathing slow, yeah, aligning in the chest,

morals sit heavy when your spirit gets blessed.

A million bad choices don't chain your steps,

one mirror, one flame, one truth—reset.

Colonised mind got us runnin' their plays,

systems feed fear just to harvest our days.

But wisdom ain’t learned in a book or a phase,

it’s remembered deep down where the soul first blazed.

Crying ain’t weakness—nah, that’s the climb.

Leveling up every tear you don’t hide.

They told you “stay strong,” but they lied.

Strength is the moment your spirit aligns.

Up in the sky when the heart breaks open,

5D eyes with the galaxies spoken.

No more chains when the mind stops hopin’—

you don’t need faith, you *are* the devotion.

Flash—burn—cleanse—rise,

dust off the trauma, reclaim your skies.

Source code running in your bloodline,

one soul split across all time.

Maybe crying’s never been a sign of weakness,

it’s awakening, brother—your spirit’s deepest.

They fear your tears ’cause truth releases—

no control left when your heart finds freedom.

One sun, one moon, one land, one tribe,

scarcity’s fake, it was TV lies.

You’re infinite, child—so unwind time.

When you level, the whole world climbs.