I skipped school cus my lyrics too sick I spit tunes and get loose when I'm steering the whip A ritual like that spiritual shit, ain't on that pyramid appearance I ain't mirroring it, man I'm just here to exist So this life I experience it But once you sell your soul, you tell the whole world you're fearing its mist Vision fogged so what's real and legit? Feelings dismissed when the devil shows the deal to get rich My shit is the medicinal music Feeling the blues, healing ya wounds When you listening to it Just like buddha, I'm a gift to my students The way I turn lives around, its a pivotal movement Spread the message when I'm writing these scriptures These lessons with the mic in the mixture The righteous will hit ya, the guidance it enlightens the sinners Go your way avoid the snakes and know the pythons and hissers Pythons and hissers Wives and they misters Life is a bitch, okay Quiet and whisper Hide all your blisters Fire I spit always They out here tryna set me up They can't get enough, cuz I be spitting all the deadly stuff There's no way to make it out when you're already stuck They tryna pressure us to stay down while we level up They hate to show like ugly passport photos I'm losing all my friends so i stand more solo They tryna join the club like dance floor bozos I'm just asking for sense like public transport hobos Cuz we train like the football teams Gotchu shitting yourself get your butthole cleaned Listen to nice flows, dont worry bout what I stream But you should worry bout water streams Cuz they killing the ocean I'm real with the skills, can you feel my emotions? Crackheads popping pills in the open These killers crack heads, pop and peeling it open I feel like kylie the way I see them transparent And society judges from what the mans wearing The success I possess is handcrafted I have to say I get straight A's to my grandparents They say I gotta take school serious Or else ill be here loom and knotting like the pyramids When there's proof that school is literally killing kids Thats why I'm out learning techniques to spit the illest shit Like what's the info for? Cuz that's not what us indigos saw Pain in my brain had my mental sore The system got us trapped in this skin tone war