I skipped school cus my lyrics too sick
I spit tunes and get loose when I'm steering the whip
A ritual like that spiritual shit, ain't on that pyramid appearance
I ain't mirroring it, man I'm just here to exist
So this life I experience it
But once you sell your soul, you tell the whole world you're fearing its mist
Vision fogged so what's real and legit?
Feelings dismissed when the devil shows the deal to get rich
My shit is the medicinal music
Feeling the blues, healing ya wounds
When you listening to it
Just like buddha, I'm a gift to my students
The way I turn lives around, its a pivotal movement
Spread the message when I'm writing these scriptures
These lessons with the mic in the mixture
The righteous will hit ya, the guidance it enlightens the sinners
Go your way avoid the snakes and know the pythons and hissers
Pythons and hissers
Wives and they misters
Life is a bitch, okay
Quiet and whisper
Hide all your blisters
Fire I spit always
They out here tryna set me up
They can't get enough, cuz I be spitting all the deadly stuff
There's no way to make it out when you're already stuck
They tryna pressure us to stay down while we level up
They hate to show like ugly passport photos
I'm losing all my friends so i stand more solo
They tryna join the club like dance floor bozos
I'm just asking for sense like public transport hobos
Cuz we train like the football teams
Gotchu shitting yourself get your butthole cleaned
Listen to nice flows, dont worry bout what I stream
But you should worry bout water streams
Cuz they killing the ocean
I'm real with the skills, can you feel my emotions?
Crackheads popping pills in the open
These killers crack heads, pop and peeling it open
I feel like kylie the way I see them transparent
And society judges from what the mans wearing
The success I possess is handcrafted
I have to say I get straight A's to my grandparents
They say I gotta take school serious
Or else ill be here loom and knotting like the pyramids
When there's proof that school is literally killing kids
Thats why I'm out learning techniques to spit the illest shit
Like what's the info for?
Cuz that's not what us indigos saw
Pain in my brain had my mental sore
The system got us trapped in this skin tone war