Promise Land!

I pray to God on my knees for the times that I lied, taking in consideration for the times

I cried, I don't wanna see you eating at my table independent, let me get that knife and

Fork, I fly the airplane, we not the same lane, your friends hate me, like I'm rushing

Down the same drain that your father went through, generational curse, I drive the car

And I skirt for my arrival, niggas hate the way I flaunt for my arrival, or another word

I stunt for bitches and they rivals, I'm the man they call the man like for they problems

Ever since I'm out the womb, I been a problem, I run the ball like I'm lynch, these niggas

Hating the stench of the loud problem, I march on like I'm Marshawn, allergic to fire

Like a martian, niggas can't step my shoes, they toodle-loo my news, I'm catching strays

Like I'm loose, they better hang the noose, they trying niggas with game, DLC is included