B SIDE III: prayer (talking to Whitman)

Look

This that champion rap, fuck a Tiktok trend

While they busy clickin I'm busy winnin

I deal in somedays, Cuban chains, and pretty women

They ask me how I did it but I smile and say"I only spoke to Whitman from the grave" he said"Don't picture someday, just live it now instead; all those pictures from your head? Speak 'em loud"

The truth is leakin through the roof on my side of town, man yep

So then this song is the bucket, I'm gatherin' the love up, hope it comes across as honest

I can't do nothin but me, I'm savin coffee can cash and manifesting my legacy

And my jewelry ain't to showboat; it's a reminder of the world on my shoulders

Carrying the weight so that the Devils got no place between my ears eyes lips or the rest of my face

Great things come to people who wait and who aren't afraid just to go to war for the sake of eventual greatness