[Shout out my n***a Ju Malone... Feliz Sabado] This is the soul of revelations Like the back of the bible, and you know we're never patient With a few disciples down to die for the nation All armed to the teeth with rifles Cavities filled with grenades for detonation I'm saying… we all bare arms like tanktops But few of us bang shots… It's hard to find, but if you squint like you was hailing from Bankok.. Well… You'd find more diamonds than argyle prints In the same spot… that seems.. Hopeless and riddled with raindrops I'm praying these hunger pains stop Cause they've been there since the doctor gave Michelle that cesarean k**ing this Ju production like i'm racing with some aryans Always had the potential to blow up scary quick But never forget where we've been.. Its like… Tubman Harriet meets.. Judas Iscariot Turn your back on the underground resent who you buried with Cause that root can make your thoughts black very slick Camel through a keyhole, i'm trying to get very rich……… And still squeeze through every inch But you don't hear me like I fathered John the Baptist… You'd much rather.. focus on missing chapters.. And fictional raptures and… Judging others as if you possess a relevant gavel I face the east to be relieved of all the madness Asking forgiveness from all my past sins All the polluted Sabbaths Disrespecting my mother, profanity in my rapping… Just tryna avoid all the future trespa**es.. Cause i'm just tryna live it right….. But a hypocrite is my kryptonite… So practice what you preaching like a bullpen in the pulpit Cause your integrity is surely nothing you should fool with And I strikeout in the bottom of the 9th won't save ya.. When its judgement day and you asking for a favor… Cause when that book shut, its a wrap.. no hair.. Till then i'm boxing the prince of air like Joe Frazier [You get it? cause will smith played muhammad ali and... nevermind]