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Where should I start at

Was never given the chance

To just deal with all my major problems

Now I got to solve them

Ain't have no option

Except too just cope with the feeling

Of losing things outside my momma

You might not see what I see

When you born into a war

Where everyone causes they drama

We will never get to be

A unison

If we keep on acting like

We got to follow

Everybody in the streets

Who's only mentality

Is too get lost in the bottle

Point out the people

In need of trust

Bringing out gold

With the Midas touch

Ain't nobody want to

Bring to the surface

That we got to purpose

Now I'm bouta go ahead

And show that you worth it

Now clean out ya mouth

It's in need of detergent

Niggas don't understand

About the truth

Too many demons

Got let on a loose

Bitch is you red

Or bitch is you blue

Too indecisive

With ya colors foo

Better question

Don't you never assume

That is your purpose

Now get back to working

I know that it's hurting

But let's make it certain

The king is returning

You know that I'm marking

Anybody who would try to just

Step on my spot

And then claim that

They music is hot

Bitch better stop

For I come out

With the sauce

That will make

All you niggas just flop

Whip out the pot

Cracking you niggas

Like I'm ratatouille

You know I won't stop

When I reach for the top

That is my kundalini

Steady rising

And no it wont drop

This shit restarted

When I start watching the news

And the system always

Wanna make us confused

Now they stuck with a choice

To decide when to lose

Guess we got they asses

Singing the blues

Talking bout

This shit just got me confused

Wtf am I gone do

When they find out what we do

It'll be all on the news

Fuck it now we on the move

Nah y'all muthafuckas

Gone have to sit

This is a story

That's relevant

Y'all wanna go and just

Play with mentalities

How bout y'all come

And just play with this

Seems like the system

Just don't want to battle me

That's why they

Keep going after kids

All they ever do

Is change our reality

Just to leave

Our asses in the sim

Bring out the Calvary

It's time to tower

The entire gallery

Inside this room

No time for salary

I'm tryna travel

The entire galaxy

I got to move

This is something

I suggest we all do

Do as you please

You don't need my approve

I'm tryna go and

Just speak on the truth

And I'm hoping you would see things

From my point of view

Niggas don't understand

About the truth

Too many demons

Got let on a loose

Bitch is you red

Or bitch is you blue

Too indecisive

With ya colors foo

Better question

Don't you never assume

That is your purpose

Now get back to working

I know that it's hurting

But let's make it certain

You know that I'm working

The king is returning