Island of 'Crete Video (MV)

My whole life has been styling the beat
Skating native, riding wild in the street
When I was chiefing, I'd skate miles for a G
Until I was banished to the island of Crete

Banished! Hungry for authenticity, I was
Famished! Wasting away the days, I needed
Ravishing! Fill me to the top, when
Sand washes away, you gotta build upon the rock

All hands on deck, idle time brings the devil, the
Plateau where I'm at now uses logic as the level
There is no see-sawing or teetering around the kettle
Our scale is oil to water, never settle

Militant strategy, monk-like meditation
Killing any apathy with structured dedication
Premises and math is what we use for medication, but
We can get biblical if you need some revelation

Thou shalt have no other gods before me
That includes sex, money and even weed
Music if you use it to escape from what you see, and
Booze if you can't go a week without a drink

Blessed are the pure in heart for they shall see God
Real talk, not babble like Nimrod
Humility is utility, it gets hard
Even Superman had to kneel before Zod

Yay, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil, for thou art my friend
I left enemies in the wrong, so the right wins
Morally bankrupt don't deserve Divine ends

No man is an island according to plan, A
House divided against itself cannot stand
Friends, countrymen, lend me your hands
Enough pounds of pressure grants us pearls from our clams

Palms all day when we're fervent with the lesson
Psalms all prayed to confirm some intervention
All the more form to sustain forward momentum, the
Calm before the storm where it breaks reigns and ends some