Title, Fox in the Box
I'm just a man in a fox box with the locks. Got the flock in my sights, not bound by clocks
Bought, not sold, no holes in the script. Lines that align, each one tight-knit
Allowed to progress, but I dig deep, the mile. Roads bend inward, raw thoughts compile
Hence, I find that pulse in the spine. Sublime through time, divine in design
No mirrorable flow, I'm a robo to tote. Go on the cliff with the balance to float
Pink water soaks up, truth in the stream. Ectoplasmic and tactile, unseen in the scheme
Hands in the shadow, I know they vibe. I shmug on the power, my essence alive
Fox in the box, watch me ignite. Writing these lines with all that I write
Lion's mane, wisdom from realms unseen. Not eaten by fear, but fierce in the gleam
I know the stare of that ember's flame. Walking tightropes in this lyrical game
Hula hoop, twist as I dance on the edge. Beyond voodoo and hoodoo, no curse on the ledge
Voodoo chants lift me, ground in the soul. I'm the shadow that moves, yet remains whole
Rhymes precise as a surgeon's blade. Etching each line like a mark I made
Fox in the box, yet boundless and free. Keys turning locks, unveiling the sea
Hands in the shadow, I know they vibe. I shmug on the power, my essence alive
Fox in the box, watch me ignite. Writing these lines with all that I write
Hands in the shadow, I know they vibe, Ashwagandha
My essence alive
Fox in the box, watch me ignite. Writing these lines with all that I write
Every mile I walk, every inch I gain in the box. But infinite break in the frame
Essence of silence, a crowd in the void. Through every word, my truth deployed
Locks click, open flux, follow the path. I'm the shadow in the light, avoiding wrath
Ectoplasmic flow, timeless and deep. Ancient knowledge, the roots I keep
Raw as the opal, complex in taste. Wisdom blooms in the lines I lace
Water pink with the essence of gone. Fox's spirit in every breath drawn
Honda speeds, but the lines lay low. Eyes pierce through the smoke and the glow
Not eaten by time, but to learn it's scary. Dry, but balance each line laid bare
Fox in the box, but no walls confined. Rhymes cut through the veil beyond space and time
Got fans in the quiet, I feel their sight. Following my trail, drawn to the light
Fans in the shadow, I know they vibe. Ashwagandha
My essence alive
Fox in the box, watch me ignite. Riding these lines with all that I write
Fans in the shadow, I know they vibe. I swerve in the power, we survive to thrive
Not dive or hide, supersize like a Donald. But carry the cart, I blow smoke into glass
Glass mass, mirrors to bed, what is broke are plausible, unstoppable
Essence of lines is just twinkle of a wrinkle. I still can hope that we don't play weak, yo
Tidal Fox in the box. Tidal Fox in the blocks. Tidal Fox in the box. Tidal Fox in the box
Every mile I walk, every inch I gain. In the box, but infinite break in the frame
Essence of silence, the crowd in the void. Through every word, my truth deployed
Locks click, open flocks, follow the path. I'm the shadow in the light, avoiding wrath
I'm avoiding wrath, so I'm voiding wrath, avoiding wrath
Every mile I walk, every inch I gain. In the box, but infinite break in the frame
Essence of silence, the crowd in the void. Through every word, my truth deployed
Locks click, open flocks, follow the path. I'm the shadow in the light, avoiding wrath
I'm avoiding wrath, so I'm voiding wrath, avoiding wrath
Every mile I walk, every inch I gain. In the box, but infinite break in the frame
Essence of silence, the crowd in the void. Through every word, my truth deployed
Locks click, open flocks, follow the path. I'm the shadow in the light, avoiding wrath
I'm avoiding wrath, so I'm voiding wrath, avoiding wrath
Tidal fox in a box. Tidal fox in a box. Tidal fox in a box
Every mile I walk, every inch I gain. In the box, but infinite break in the frame
Essence of silence, the crowd in the void. Through every word, my truth deployed
Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath
Locks click, open flocks, follow the path. I'm the shadow in the light, avoiding wrath
Ectoplasmic flow, timeless and deep. Each rhyme a balance, each line laid bare