see
i came back like i never left
and in turn earned what i learned
well just collections from battles wit better threats
in a zone after my own
like i dropped what made sense and topped the same print
but not of a clone
for all my memories etched in stone
i rocked the foundations to denounce satan fore i possess the throne
though what's left now rests in bones
the boulder reattached to shoulder
in order of older like.....
carbon dated soldiers from fame and all infamy in vain
i re-formulated myself from all time warriors in frame
though most isn't complete i honed and focused to be
the mirror images of them
before the past coroners could read
indeed and if you don't believe
walk to your closest street corner where the boastful ghost foreigner creeps