Sub Ziro (Intro)

No time for the clown shit, no time for the down shit

Building an empire, might have to miss out shit

Making sure my roots are buried deep in the ground wit

Essential nutrients, so they'll be strong when they sprout shit

I'm thinking bout my kids who ain't been in the womb yet

Building this foundation so the wind will not move this

Lot of isolation it's a reason I choose this

Heart of sub ziro shooting frozen hadoukens

Visualize then I drew this, meditation with mudras

I write down my intentions rituals when the moon lit

Radio I tune in third eye transducer

Me and my higher self are like spitta and mousa