[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]

20/20 vision got me moving different

I took my people from food assistance or screwed in prison to Afrofuturism

Muslims, Jews and Christians all fighting over the true religion

That's the wrong villain, the devil winning, he too persistent

They say I'm superstitious

That it's mood I'm killing, you see the shoes I fit in?

Couldn't walk a mile in 'em, I had no pot to piss in

And you see, that's the difference between DRAPETO and these other niggas

Only made it this far 'cause I doubted my haters

And every hat red with hatrеd, so please don't get it mistakеn

I rip the skin off a racist, ain't trust a white mask since Jason

My brothers either moving lifts in a basement or moving bricks like masons

We gotta flip the equation, where I'm from, we ain't supposed to make it

The poverty line acres, it stretch around the equator

From out the desert where peasants, pressing a Tek and

It sound like Griselda Records, I been a menace (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!)

These cowards only serve you over the net like tennis

They only go where the check is, I rather blast from the metal

Before I dance with the devil, I pull a mack back in a black mask

I'll never become a hashtag, 2020, year of the rat

The anti-vax, anti-Black, anti-facts

And anti-Kap, I'm anti-whack

Nigga, we will shoot back, slap a cracker out his MAGA cap

And you can pick ya own death like it's Bandersnatch

[Hook]

My niggas animals, run through your Capitol

"Prrat" like Geronimo, now is we asking? No

They saying pass the four, faith in the calico

And fuck what a pastor know, can't miss a chance to blow

My niggas animals, run through your Capitol

"Prrat" like Geronimo, now is we asking? No

They saying pass the four, faith in the calico

And fuck what a pastor know, can't miss a chance to blow

[Verse 2]

Had a few loose screws, a couple anger issues

They picking up a deuce deuce 'cause we got nothing to lose

I know my flag bleed red, my brother flag got the blues

We steady watching the news, shit got us rolling in twos

That's Lord-willin', if it's malice, we get clips involved

Don't get him pissed off, fresh to death how I kilt them all

This ain't pink, it's mauve

This is Kobe vs Barnes, I ain't flinch it all

My people asking why God think He missed that call

Lord forgive him, he ain't been that cold, was more Nat King Cole

Now them dark forces in him and he bask in gold

The rap Django, flow like a Black Van Gogh

DRAPETO, think I-