[Verse 1: Bronze Nazareth]
The world crumbled and nobody watched
I rose day to day like stars they never spot
My bars like Alcatraz, I’m on my own island
Sit on clouds and ponder on the color of Heaven's tiling
I dreamt of Kevin smiling
Sometimes his cellphone still find myself dialing
God willing I'm still climbing
She said break a leg, bitch, I’m Joe Th(igh)eisman
Circled the world off rhyming
Was it a coal or a diamond?
King cobra holster woke up with the barrel shinin'
Sing a carol to her thighs and I dive in
Motorboat goat beat that violin
Bronzeman with the pen glowin'
Quarter way there, then we ghostin'
Stablе presence my Mеdina Spirit dopin'
Rich hustler Kenneth Copeland
It's Jesus Feet, n***a, church is open
I did it fifteen seasons, this is the opus

[Chorus: Lord Jessiah]
This the pot callin' the kettle black
It's levels to this shit
We elevated to the penthouse from where we laid you flat
Ain't no turning back, pardon our backs
Silverbacks in the jungle, animal instincts in our habitats
[Verse 2: Bronze Nazareth]
Threaten my DNA you gon need a CNA
Shit I say will spill your soup
Yeah, I'm on the chase, get that Tillamook
Long Blunts, n***a, I want all the smoke
I grew a tree in a vault crystals looking like a wall of dope
You don't really doubt me, you just didn't think we had the code
Detroit boys, Southwest Alamo
Allen Poe with the calico
Tryna go on the Fallon show, absent selling my soul
I let the Absinthe dwell in my soul
Commando singing like Dwele, out the Pelle coat
Have you diving swimming sinking underneath the Boblo boat
I’m a GOAT, conspiring on a castle and a Moat
She spank the cameltoe, hand picked sister wife - we can elope
Watch me eat like a king, my hand on the cantaloupes
I channel the Phantom Ghost
No Oujia board, got it tanning in gold
It's gonna pull up by itself, then watch me catapult
You want beef? I’ll have the cattle brought
Don't let the maggots be the last shit you saw
Down in Panama
My panoramic raw'll make you clamor more

[Chorus: Lord Jessiah]
This the pot callin' the kettle black
It's levels to this shit
We elevated to the penthouse from where we laid you flat
Ain't no turning back, pardon our backs
Silverbacks in the jungle, animal instincts in our habitats