[Verse 1]
We came up in them hoods like we at rallies with the Klan
Had the Bali in a baggie with the backwoods in they hand
I ain’t smoke, but most n***as gladly smacked within a van
Californication formulate the trap to get a band
This ain’t no orchestra it’s more so a symphony of the synonyms
Where like-minded n***as tried to rise above conditioning
My coalition fishing for position with the rods
Mount Olympus, we was kicking out them shitty little Gods
Ain’t no pity in my city either with us or you not
I envision sipping Guinness while I’m sitting on my yacht
Y’all are pigeons that I piss on yall done pissed me off a lot
Them pistons pumping in my enginе got Scottie Pippen on lock
Jordan rules, Jordan еra corrosion inside the settlement
Corroborate with n***as who operate for they betterment
Populate us with trophies like Popovic, I’m forever lit
Spurring right to the action, no lacking inside my temperament
Tempered glass
You n***as crack whenever pressure get applied
My depression decompressed itself I'm pressed to be alive
The sudden urgency in question is reflection of my mind
I see perfection in my front, I see rejection right behind
My perception been aligned
So I would be never be subjected to my fear
I hit eject and disconnected from my peers
If you sent a text, I’m sorry 'cause the message ain't appear
I done blocked out all the negative that stepped into my year
And cut off 3/4 of you motherfuckers most y’all was distractions
A walking lick you thought I was, I couldn’t let it happen
The seeds I sow with grow into Sequoias in my yard
So my grandsons kids will finally have some shade
To rest they backs in