Released on June 19, 2019

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Black Boy, tell me how ya really feel

I just wanna build wit ya

Black Girl, tell me how ya really feel

I just wanna keep it real with ya

I wanna live better, eat better

I wanna love better, sleep better

I wanna feel so aligned... Sublime

One time for the state of mind

Two times for elevated rhymes

Know I architect it when I lay design

I drown noise outta the clear blue

I sit and twist the thread of said silence

That’s an heirloom

I am the shеpherd, I shear sheep

And still fleece funds from thе “have-it-alls”

To the matadors

Who side step the bull, beautifully to that applause

Around rappers, a higher caliber catalogue

Shines and reminds that I ain't coming to flatter y'all

I spark chatter, dark matter

The sharks scatter on these dark waters

Who walks taller?

Who barks orders?

Godbody, guarding what all the laws taught us

Not a peer, it's rare they veer near

I pierce deep, I'm revered

My steps remain clear with fair sweeps

Not a man here who could sensor me

I'm on the pier, Elohim with the energy

Black Boy, tell me how ya really feel

I just wanna build wit ya

Black Girl, tell me how ya really feel

I just wanna keep it real with ya

I wanna live better, eat better

I wanna love better, sleep better

I wanna feel so aligned... Sublime

One time for melanated rhymes

Two times for showmanship

Three times for Black hands In land ownership

Revolution I bring it to you

Wedding ring bling to you

Niecy Blues on “War” tunes to sing to you

I am a rebel without a pause, no applause

Trust me, I must be Chuck D getting mine off

Many fools been clock watching my moves

I needed a reappraisal of flavor

I took the time off

Now, I’m back, Jesus

Black fetus slumbering, unborn

The Ark of the Covenant curtain un-torn

I’m the rose that rose to etch prose in Rosetta Stone

Yelling it through a megaphone

Always repping, baby

Forever home

I ain’t the pot calling the kettle black

I am the flame keeping the kettle warm

I am to blame for the Renaissance

Its cold

I had to write and recite it with down feathers on...

Black Boy, tell me how ya really feel

I just wanna build wit ya

Black Girl, tell me how ya really feel

I just wanna keep it real with ya

I wanna live better, eat better

I wanna love better, sleep better

I wanna feel so aligned

... Sublime