(Verse 1)

Trial by the sun in the desert

Find solace knowing that I’m not too far from the heavens

Why the end of the block look like Plymouth

Seen a lot of nigga soar

Some plummet for a penny

Found wealth in my pain

Immortality I gain

This the voice for the weak

For the caged

For the slain

Found death of my self

In the rooms that I prayed

Shed skin, tipped scales

Birds won’t sing as they caged

Invictus

Even back when old bitches tried to evict me

Niggas that I loved

Would’ve gavе them a kidney

Showed thеy colors, quite tainted in they pigment

What’s a God to a figment?

Melanin in its richness

I stumbled into kingship

After many missteps

Misplaced my breath

My name ring bells through halls like Congress

The universal locksmith

*Beat Switch*

Grab your bags today...

There must a faster way

Over to the island like it’s castaway

Spent all day in the pussy

Like I don’t got no tax to pay

It go perfect with the Cabernet

Old soul, standing on the side of the rode

Found rhythm through dodging these stones

Sylvester Stallone

Stick with my creed, until I pass away

Gotta pretty bitch in here to annotate

Leave it up to me improvise and then I innovate

Cannot tie my body, or my feet

Rising, murder rate

Pandemic dreaming bout them sold out dates

And reminiscing on my younger plays

Find a fixture on the moment and lens into the future

Years of learning all alone, I never even had a tutor

How my kin become a tumor

How my sins become a memoir

That you listen to I hope for more than humor

Get a glimpse inside my mind

Can’t hold it close, I’ll never lose it

In the midst of betrayal & the midst of confusion