You are already home
And to take care of home
You have left home for a long time
And home has become a mess
So going home means to sit down
And be with yourself
And connect with yourself
And accept the situation as it is
It is a mess, yes
But I accept it
Akai
Grip
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo
My heart weary, but what that's gotta do with the path
You either see it clearly or claim to, but that's chattin'
Improvement, all I pursue with self in its entirety (what else?)
We warriors for tranquility, simply fruit born in simplicity (what else?)
Wass born with a nuance, a different angle at which to approach liberty
On top of the current without courtesy
No court will be called
When it does, the meeting's being adjourned before Justin things certainly
If we get thrown into a frenzy, plant, prep prior
It's not a faux pas, I'm positive, you earned it
On the precipice, plottin'
Peepin' pressure, press menu and disable my things
Better tears, we done, no diamonds, no dice
Messages intercepted, sounds assaulted by assumptions
The ignorance is harmful
Wake up now and get that bread refunded
Your boy is fumble bound
Don't bet the house, he not nice
Success prove a prophecy expected
No less alarm is semantic
Confusion is a death sentence, it's not penance
Yo, yo, moronic maze guardians is not guardin' these
No one-shots in the dark, there's no tamin' me
I know who's usually starts shootin' first
Do your worst, while we put this work in
If the enemy want blood, I might quench they thirst, kid
To be a slave a nominee carry a lofty fee
Elevate her hands but she's assault prize
Isolated, stored away in a vault
Even if I don't recall, I won't confabulate
Tough meat only gets tougher the day after (that's a fact)
What'd I say?
My heart weary but what that's gotta do with the path
You either see it clearly or claim to, but that's chattin' (stop doin' that)
What the fuck, man?
My heart weary but what's that gotta do with the path
You either see it clearly or claim to, but that's chattin'
Improvement, all I pursue with self in its entirety
My heart weary but what's that gotta do with the path, nada
You either see it clearly or claim to, but that's chattin'
Don't let these charlatans gas you (don't let 'em)
My heart weary but what that gotta do with the path