Monkey see
Monkey do
What to make
Of a world made for you
I feel like
I still don’t got a clue
I feel like
Dining with the truth


Nothing can rob me from it
I’m at the top of the summit
Ima keep on grubbing
The food for thought
Look at the fruits of the spirit
And say fuck it
I been fiending for something life altering
I been condoning the hypocrisy
I won the lottery
But don’t know what to purchase
The victory seems more and more ever so certain
I’m working
To make a name that last
I’m hurting
Cause lady justice moves so fast
I laugh
Knowing that justice gets to chuckle
Believing the hustle
All pays off in the end
Only those who love Jesus
And mastered the Eight-Fold path
Are considered my friends

Figure of speech
I figure it’s beyond my means
I team
Up with God and got the win
Tell me why
I have to give a fuck about him
Pardon my demeanor
Pardon my arrogance
I’m just a dreamer
Who happens to not be scared to win
I like cheap thrills
But I like satisfying endings even more
The callback to godliness
The revival of serenity
Is gonna help even out the score
I’m not bored
I’m just on cruise control
It’s easy to snatch the crown
When you believe that you are beautiful