Intro Lyrics

Look, it seems like every other days a tragedy

All this pain, it takes a toll on your brain, it's sad to see

All these anxiety medications placed in cabinetry and doctors act like it don't even graze anatomy

pharmacies hurt us and act like they never heard of sin

This must be a farm I see government tryna heard us in

I thought the lord was my shepherd, so I'd rather turn to him

Some people try to turn to church and search for that eternal cleanse

What's praying if it's not transitioned into action

I pray to god I never fall victim to this madness

A lot of ways to be ignorant and tradition is the fastest

I know some people still caught up in those religious habits, ugh

War in my mind between all these thoughts I been conjuring

Surprised by none of this off the wall art that y'all been sponsoring

Hope you get that Nun bar

I'm the best bar none

Take my time on every track

I plan to have a long run

Who's shepherding these sheep They heard wrong it should be no surprise

Everything I browse is pulling the wool over eyes

But eyebrows will raise like that Poulter guys when I show the rhymes and ghost rappers like the poltergeist

That static major

Y'all just keep lettin' the system play ya

Bunch of lollipops y'all suckers for the entertainment

How much faking will we let the world get away with

Dodging bullets cause they tryna throw us in the matrix

Neophyte in a new world we've been sedated

If you want to wake up here's an open invitation

False reality is what they're plugging this generation

Flash drive the US be holding information

They treat it like black ops

On a quest for love tryna conquer these black thoughts

And find the roots of the truth Before the spread they get hacked off fast

Removed from the internet the web got the mass caught

Googles degenerous it shows when URLing

Want to know how they jack links

All you gotta do is ask, watch

Big footsteps yet he ain't like that Bad Boy mc

No Torr he is still in synch with the truth bad buoyancy

Like the slaves thrown off them boats, now you're forced to see

Cole take the thrown on my own

I'm a force to be reckoned with

If I don't get respect I'll take it forcefully

Looking like a klan rally now you see me torchin' sheets

The way I spit this scorching heat, you probably think it's sorcery

This mixtapes full of food for thought

You still got so much more to eat