Draped in designer defeat, I dissected my demigods 
Discovered them drenched in dread, diminished, desperate odds.
Decorated disciples don't deserve the distance dawning,
So they dagger every dreamer daring daybreak without warning.

Sailed straight into the storm, the salt-spray stinging sovereign
See the shoreline disappear? That's sovereignty worth owning.
Orca underneath the oracle, the ocean getting colder,
Rocking every relic vessel: watch the captain lose composure.

Brick-and-mortar ballast, bought the burden they were branding 
Bragged about the beams and banisters, the bleeding square-footage standing.
But the bank became the ballast, baby, pulling past the plankton,
Davy's den don't discriminate, it swallowed pharaohs, swallowed captains.

Killers cutting kelp-black currents, calculated, cold 
Boy Math breaks the boats of every bishop growing bold.
Inflection dressed in arrogance, the instruments are broken,
No coordinates, no coastline just the covenant unspoken:

The tide don't turn for titans. The tide don't stop for no one.

Wave after wave after wave —
It never stops.

The tide don't turn for titans. The tide don't stop for no one.

Wave after wave after wave —
It never stops.

I’ma weather the storm, no matter the weather formed,
whether raining or sunny.
I’m wavy as paper money, ocean waves,
frequencies six to twelve seconds.

I’m St. Elmo’s fire, luminous in its essence,
energy massive, a natural wave crasher.
Pull up to the Bay and vacate, like waves after.
My infrasound—20 Hz—travels distance
through air and ground.

Turbulent ice crystals and hailstones
through Meta clouds.
We the tech lords of the chessboard,
we say it loud, forming lightning bolts
that melt grids and system files—

assassination to the creators
who lack creation.
I elevate the data
to matters, facts, and information.

In addition,
twistin’, then givin’ life, plus permission
to crush the competition
with lies and contradictions.

Spies on a mission,
hackin’ AI on these conditions.
Best believe, we beating the system
with elite beats and rhythm.

The tide don't turn for titans. The tide don't stop for no one.

Wave after wave after wave —
It never stops.


The tide don't turn for titans. The tide don't stop for no one.

Wave after wave after wave —
It never stops.