I been doing for this a minute
Silver spoon given
Still made something of myself
And my middle class privilege
Still though
Some want to hate
Dawg I can’t relate
Who made anthems
Who made bangers
Dawg, I rest my case


Entered the goat convo
I hit them up with a two piece combo
A funky beat
And poetic lyrics
I’m not scared of what they be fearing
Who dropped albums
And went on an incredible run
Whose power level over 9000
Worked hard
When they said, “Zoan you a bum”
I’m having fun
I know that my potential is endless
The folly seems persuasive
The schemes are calculated
But I brought the world to its senses
I’m the sensei
I’m the supplier
I’m good with my place in the game
I’ll be better when I choose to retire

Who spoke of the Kingdom
When everyone was chasing clout
Who gave you clarity and peace
When y’all mind was shrouded with doubt
Who allowed
Peasants to become Kings
Who’s all about unifying the people
Who gave
Kids at Podowon songs to sing
Who dismantled the hatred and the evil
Dawg, my legacy
Is like mint chocolate chip ice cream
Dawg, my influence
Got ragtags of misfits
Wanting to join my team
My high beam
Lets the blind see ever oh so clearly
I give food for thought to those who are starving
I provide a safe haven for those whose soul is weary