Verse One:

I'm The hood celestial a part of dope's definition

The substance that you burning for a mention

Attention is hard to pay when you fail listen and beauty really hard to come by when it's smoke up in your vision

So, let me Introduce maa mission

I'm pulling all the mantras out my fro just to activate ascension

Om yea I'm chanting in my versus

Dispelling curses over all maa real niggas purpose

Watch them light it up

Hook:

I put this on my Grand Baba shyne

I'ma shine through this Hip-Hop matrix divine eye (Bre Maa)

The regimen for God in the trap with raw raps

Of goons in they tombs with gats yea (Bre Maa)

The seed in the center of the omniverse emerse my love over concrete earth work (Bre Maa)

Return of the boom bap scratch that it was written in the stars I would make my comeback

I had to make my comeback

Yea It was written in the stars I would make my comeback

Thc, thc, thc The hood celestial is Bre

Verse two:

The Nu OG is what they calling me

I'm wise beyond my years when you spark me up ironically I'm the one that's hard to shake

Like your unwanted family God genes decoded ancestry

Om Love

Ascended to the kush cloud above

To hover over Gs Like you who share bud in holy ciphers in the mud gasin' on our last breathe in the streets just passing earth by in its ashes waiting for maa message full blasted

Yea live from underground champion

Yea that's me mastery In the flesh hood zen connect in maa space

Manifest life right for maa niggas got it hard on the west, west side, west hemisphere time to protect stress levels when sparring with devils Posing as pharaohs

Getting them verified blue checks for dinero, Anglo mindsets in pool of ghetto mind tricks divided by social constructs they confide in and blinded by the image why the children of the most high, be the most high yea fly floating in this trap trying to get by and navigating through these kush clouds on wifi

Ig Live prime time shining nickel and dimming

Cashing out on apps hoping to climb right out the ghetto to soul survive the tides of times

We rise and shine through the blasphemy illuminating light amongst catastrophe ten toes down

You asking me how I Flow so well without a drivers license?

Well, I just be winging it, fly angel gleaming and beaming over tracks and superseding the wack tax

I'm royal, Thats matter of fact

Deeper than google Flow sutra enlightening like the sacred path of Buddha and holy like the real tribe of Judah

So whats up?( Peace)

Whats up? (Trust)

Yea whats up? (Unity)

So Whats up? (Love)

What's up? (Community)

What's up? (Love)

So What's up? (Love)

Whats up? (Love)

Hook:

I put this on my Grand Baba shyne

I'ma shine through this Hip-Hop , matrix divine eye (Bre Maa)

The regimen for God in the trap with raw raps

Of goons in they tombs with gats yea (Bre Maa)

The seed in the center of the omniverse, emerse my love over concrete earth work (Bre Maa)

Return of the boom bap, scratch that, it was written in the stars I would make my comeback

I had to make my comeback

Yea It was written in the stars I would make my comeback

Thc, thc, thc The hood celestial is Bre