How I will grow you m-----f----r

I have these dreams.
Of creating a new man deal woman way
Paradigms hung in small rice paper strips,
Picture behind just clear enough
Puts you on the road but neglects to mention your exit.
You see the sign telling you road ends.
But this man is you man or girl
And you see it coming and decide
The biggest decide ever
The razor that cuts the strips
It ends and you are here and be here as you may
You will never leave this place
And why woulkd I he and she ask...
Why would I ever...

Here is where I become man woman sentient muthafuck...
Here is where I grow new people.
New paradigm,
New prison,
New person.