[Intro: Khary, [?]]
You know, God, I've just been-
You know what I'm saying-
You know
Ever since I was a little kid, people used to tell me that I had no soul
Heheheh... cliche, right?
But I never really understood what it meant until now
It meant that, even though I was a kid physically, mentally
I was a lot more knowledgeable
Than the average mind of my age... eheh
'The professor' they called me
So, why go back to playing or whatever I was doing
All the while, not knowing I had the potential to be
Well, great?

[Verse: Khary]
I'm relevant to the times, new and old
Because I'm young, but still maintain an old soul
I had control, but I lost it in this hole of darkness
With my refusal to let go
Of tradition, so it's my mission
To hit every beat, every pressure point with [?] precision
Living without forgetting the past of an art form
The many accomplices that it had to make a heart [?]
[?] with triumph, if I was to die [?]
Excessive expression [?] my mind would be the weapon
I would have to say sorry to all those I'd leave in depression
But for me, this would be an honorable exception
K.i.T. represents my mind's eternal youth
Which is only magnified by its external use
So what's the size of your hard drive?
My hard drive has got me through the cracks and the hard times with hard grind
So whether I sink or float, I'm [?]
That allows me to fly in the sky, though I'm not high
I can't be shot down, even when I'm in plain view
'Cause they ain't build a missile yet that could touch my ankle
And there ain't been a rapper yet who could touch my angle
But if one tries, he'll be stuck in the [?]
My zone, microphone, I could sing a song
So loud when I'm alone, such a monotone
And the way that I say and I'll betray this
Change is gonna come someday, prayers for atheists
But I could tell that the case is almost closed
Like an Indian who could look in the sky and just know
The rain's coming down, the days are getting quicker
I do this from the bottom of my heart, top of my liver
Though I'm in a bigger city, P-town, I won't forget you
I'll write your name in every single scripture, I'm with you
So, if you down to rock tonight
K.i.T. is gonna rock it right
I said, if you down to rock it right
The Ocean State Great's gonna rock it right, uh
I'm too young and too old to fit the mold
So for the time being, just call me 'The Old Soul'