Drop me off at the coldest spot of the Arctic circle, on God/ Don't gimme shit/ No quiero nada/ leave me with a kiss and a wink and a nod/ I got time, I'm in no rush/ I got a date with nature's bush/ I'ma make it gush/ and in my brain, I heard the faintest baby *whoosh*//// I heard the words right there before me they danced, like ballerinas in my brain/ with visions of Kings/ men who were crazy and stupid, cuz sometimes, yo that's what it takes/You need to be brave/ you need to be willing to lose everything that you love, TODAY/ You'll make em' hate you/ it ain't about that/ you gotta let em' see what is at stake/They're tests of faith, and he'll make you prove it, so you gotta do it, but it be okay/ This how I juice me, this is my manna, food to be King Steven Bailey the Great/I do it for Taylor, I do it for Harlee, my baby/ my dad cuz all three have been patient/ they have been waitin'/ So have been I/ no longer benign/ I'm something so dangerous////

Drop me off at the coldest point of the Arctic circle, where hidden structures are guarded by the celestial.

Lay a mountain before my feet.

10,000 years will I spend, carving a spoon out of mud, that I might climb it.

10,000 years will I spend, surveying its base, that I might understand a force of nature and experience its features

10,000 years will I spend, conditioning my body, until a sheet of white ice feels like a warm cot.

And then in one day, I will ascend to the top.

In the name of YHWH