[Verse 1 – Cise Star]

Hello, open doors. Come on, honey, you new to this

Red rum all over the place, storms a brew, which

Can't be stopped, topple Towers of Babel

Capital of cowards who shower themselves with superpowers

I reign supreme in this reign of things

Superficial missile of material goods you fling (dream)

All your money at (son) put it all on black (what?)

Throw it where you love, honey, how you love that? (Nah)

Flip you like a bird, nigga, put you in the back

Throw you in saran wrap—now we making cash

Killing my community, but now I've got some rims

High-rise on big bigs is how I live

Custom alligator interior, what I did

Sold they momma a hit, but now look at the kids

Am I just a fresh of death, dope-boy hero?

Or just another dumb nigga killing off his people?


[Interlude – Cise Star]

But who am I to judge what others do because

Their shoes don't fit my feet

Velvet lined slippers to the hardest of cleats

Thank Elohim for a moment of peace

Hallelujah y'all


[Verse 2 – Akin]

I robot, not, shot sheriff (whoa)

Mouth full of gun powder—speak, nigga. Blow, go

March to a different drum, the drummer-boy sung

And y'all ain't know he had it in him. Poetry in motion—run!

Got metaphor to escape tragedy

Crack sale, blackmail, I guess it had to be

Consequence

Had to be consequence


[Verse 3 – Cise Star]

Midnight in a perfect world, looking for a savior

Turning to the end of all the children for some paper

What about community? My people need some answers

Don't want to do wrong, but my baby need Pampers

Don't want to do wrong, but the Chevy needs some rims

The latter statement is just a nigga commitin' sin

Time and time again, watch the cycle begin

Selling your love short, ruin your next of kin