[Intro]
To me the way I, look at it
To me there's truth in everything
I just like to figure out where, it got twisted

[Verse 1]
Uh, what imma get and approachin’
I'm still striving to be the dopest till I'm decomposin’
This foolish of minor focus, I've got my money on the system
That's folding and I'm still dice rollin’
Trollin’ myself, but still I'm on the track floatin’
Titanic level of gloatin’, flow like the ocean
What's all the commotion? Punching those speaking the unspoken
Now they open waiting on the golden opus
We gave hope to the hopeless
Created rap laws like the Torah, I guess that makes me Moses
John the Baptist a rap in my flows the sixteenth
Chapel to Catholics, this is ancient mathematics
Stone temple masons, built the Vatican
Hebrew slaves built Egypt, aliens built Atlantis
My first five albums gon’ read like the Bible canon
In chronological order from surplus to famine
Burn the booth down like the great dragon
Was hurled down from Heaven and disrupted the planet
Yeah, you can get this work on the Sabbath
Gotta upgrade to savage when n***as is broke like the Ten Commandments
They stay scheming, I know my advantage
I paint pictures on life’s campus, I draw ambulances
I’m just tryna’ balance, antimatter wit’ what matters
While sippin’ Jack outta the sacred chalice

[Chorus]
S’be the realist thing I ever wrote
Will it ever reach the soul? Only heavens know
This be the realist thing I ever wrote
Will it ever reach the soul? Only heavens know
This be the realist thing I ever wrote
S’be the realist thing I ever spoke
S’be the realist thing I ever wrote
Will it ever reach the soul? Only heavens know

[Verse 2]
From ashes an’ ashes, to dust to dust
While on a road to Damascus, I stumbled on a gold rush
Mr Midas Touch, hence the influx of believers
But different worlds together like Pangea
But the slightest touch, uh, the lightest brush
I call sieges, they think lightning struck when they see it
That unadulterated true blinding your features
A sublime gloat, but I ain’t comparing myself to Jesus
It’s just hard to see a weakness
Cos’ even if I lose, my confidence increases
This is only the rough draft of my thesis
And I’m leek ahead of n***as, decent, way too much seasoning
They say I gotta God complex, well I must confess
I was made in God’s image, so no contest
Plus the melanin in my complexion sort of solidifies that connection
I humbly accept
By your hairs n***as show respect
I don’t do this for a cheque, I do this to death
Do this to my last breath

[Chorus]
This be the realist thing I ever wrote
S’be the realist thing I ever spoke
S’be be the realist thing I ever wrote
Will it ever reach the soul? Only heavens know
S’be the realist thing I ever spoke
The realist thing I ever wrote
This be the realist thing I ever spoke
Will it ever reach the soul? Only heavens know

[Outro]
You heard
You heard
You heard
Take word, take take word
Give it away, to the world
Give it away, away, away
Like get away world, a new director
A new director