[Verse 1: rapme$$iah]
Bring back clear soul yea the force is with you
It gets no better and to fix it is the issue
Messiah's David's seed to succeed I just need to eat, spit and be happy ha yea
You have to use genius to decipher my lyrical genius status
I know its unmatched for my age make these cats rage like it's the malice in the palace
One knee fade like the legend in Dallas
No stop to the top so ya feet will get a callus
If you get lost take a look in the atlas
At last we here, boolin on the summit
Come correct and fresh but I'm ballin on a budget
f** it
Capture instrumentals then I hang em like a puppet
f** around with the flow till ya know deciples love it
Gotta baddie in the crib that likes to spit before she s**s it
Hands behind my head man life is f**ing great
Throwback Lakers jersey Kobe number 8
Now I need a fro and a goat on my plate
Promised in the game even Jordan can't debate
Story just beginning watch me test my fate