[Intro: Vic Mensa & Sway]
It's always a blessing to be here man, you know that
(it's always a blessing to ahve you Vic!)
I want to send a shout out to my brother Kirby Jean of Pyer Moss
93Punx on the way, soon, yeah I had some shit I wanted to get off my chest
(Talk yo shit Vic!)


[Verse]
Courageous revolutions of an honest man, navigating trials and tribulations
Couple scuffles with these scrubes I had to find my inner patience
Smokin', bumpin' James Blake but my love knows no limitations
It's an endless worth inside that i can't quantity through dollars signs It was hustlers that we idolized
Most rot behind county bars
Stay strapped like seat belts 'cause the streets told you to ride or die
You got two options! Who's sleepin' and who conscious
Lotta lying men claim kings, I know Scars, I know Mufasas
I got faith I can move mountains like gentrification moves houses
CHA tore down the projects they replaced it with a new Target
Crosshairs on a n***a back, Van Dyke gon' shoot to kill , Laquan McDonald is Emmett Till
We still slaves on a newer field
Fighting cases going through appeals, pray for my n***as in Crook County
Try to tell 'em "keep ya head up"
They say it's hard when you still drowning and the world is watching but they won't save you
Like that song by Phil Colins and the bil's piling
That's why n***as pop pills probably, go to a party and kill somebody
It's fearmongering, money laundering, women conquering, uh
With the poverty comes hypocrisy and misogyny, uh
If I'm psychotic I'm just a product of my environment. for you judge me try survuivng it
Far as drama, I got a lot of it
After the whole X shit I done got so many death threats
Gotta keep my head on swivel n***as on my neck like a head rest
Fitty thounds dollars to take my life, I can not be purchased I ain't got a price
I'm not saying I'm never wrong but I'm not afired to say what's right
My Umi said to "shine your light", JJ Evens I'm Dynomite
Blowin' that loud 'till I go deaf, I'm smokin' on Cryptochroniccunalight
So many battles I tried to fight 'couse of the war nside my head, n***as be thinkin' you ain't got baged 'couse you flyin' in privte jet
Lost my Rolex, I ain't pressed I know my flow is timeless, yes!
Me and bro got non in common not even common sense
'Couse I make dollars, I got power, I am a higer consciousness, bright
I had to shine my way outta the dark and if I wrote a rhyme it came from the heart, like that