Released on May 22, 2018

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[Intro]

Uh huh, yeah

Yo

Locksmith

Apollo Brown

Yo


[Verse 1]

Bear witness, the highest examination of Litmus

A verbal firebomb for whatever bible you lie upon

A quiet storm, via song, I alarm

That rapper you feel for is a billboard for Viacom

By and large, I try to dodge, the fire's strong

Arm of opinions that barely follow entire songs

I was wrong, decided to write up higher psalm

Tried to buy us time, was tired and couldn't find a brawn

Non compliant soldier, I rap to a higher quota

I am bold but don't put me next to guys you hold up

You can't compare a diet cola to a ayatollah

I invoke the type of foresight that they provided Noah

No I know no boundary, fuck the clownery

Niggas be acting out, so you wonder why there's a frown on me

That's for all of the jealous niggas surrounding me

And all the accolades who would flinch at the very sound of me

Badass, curly-headed, and spoiled

Drift to Durant's Square because the drug dealers were royal

Full Louis V sweatsuit, I couldn't soil

Black medallion in the heavyweight belt made out of foil

Fake as the face to face that I faced on a daily basis from people causing my blood to boil

Fake as the reason they gave for instigating invasion, invading my father's country for oil

Toil with the thought of complacency, there's a hole in the vacancy in my soul, so I responded with latency

Lately I've been focused on more things in front of me

Fronting me if you wish 'till I put your bitch in a summary

Some of these rap niggas, resent what I've been doing

Ruin the social norm, uniform to you and

You and your fake ass social media babble

Regressing us all back to chattel

I know that I'm the difference maker, the syncopator, I sense the favor

You journalists gift the artist that's already with a major

My major was African Diaspora

So my response is laughter, every time you quote a rapper

I know the fascination begins with a lack of patience with pen

And the fact you pacing within, so I'm back and bracing my sins

Back displaying my faults only because I'm wiser

A reservoir for boss sprouted out of a geyser

Self guided, I felt slighted, I dealt flyers on windshields, pursuing your dreams can cost a lot

Fantasies on how the bosses talk, you know

Exotic belts from animal pelts, ocelot

I was taught better to cross the block, whether you lost or not

Whether you weather it all and toss the thought, if ever you watch the pot

I've been, prosecuted and profited from

Now I just watch with an understanding and stand in my spot 'till it's done