[Intro]
Yeah
Okay

[Verse]
Long story short, we walk into the promised land
This shit feel like a dream, if you was with me you would understand
You would understand the passion and the common sense
My pen took me from broken homes to flying and sittin' business class
I need a witness fast, fast becoming great at last
Martin Luther King on the pulpit, n***a great at last
It ain't non of y'all n***as that can see me
It ain't non of y'all n***as that can be me
I had to repeat
Fuck around and drop another album, that's a 3 peat
But maybe I should take some time and make you n***as miss me
Would you miss me?
Or draw a line in the sand, and take a side and diss mе
That'd be the day though
I think it's case closеd
I think it's case closed, wow I'm shootin' for that main door
Fixing my suit, gettin' ready, let me prepare my speech
Something in my spirit is heavy, I gotta let it speak
Let it speak
Fuck it my passion is like a vivid dream
Or pick apart my pen, my lyrics is like the missing link, yeah
Hold these parables close
The one with wisdom ain't the dude who really yapping the most
Or with fashionable clothes
I ain't come to expose, I really came to evoke
Matter o' fact, evoke that fire that be burning the most
Shit we turning to ghost
We need to own some shit, instead of carrying a load
I'm not prejudice, everybody needs to get they own
Everybody needs some money, and a motherfuckin' happy home
But shit we not alone, we gotta build our own
We gotta keep it pushin', set an example for lil' bro
Everybody lookin', put the stupid shit aside
Focus on this growing music
Good enough to heal you
Warming up like it's your mama cookin'
Like it's your mama cookin', Sunday lunch
Mama puttin', weekend brunch
Mama boostin' haha
It's still God bless the God blessed
I tatt it on the skin, I'm talkin' dark ink
But in the blink of an eye, this shit can end
Live your life while you still can
Give thanks to that big man
Still workin', tryna get better to master this
Time the only class you pay to get a master kit
I think I mastered this, by this I mean this passion shit
Reason call me Lazarus, to haters here's my ass to kiss
Love