Harmony over rhythm and existentialism
Better think about that, should I get that strap?
Cause I'm still black and I'm spooked by facts
But I'm reading more Max Stirner to reconcile all the bad faith
I'm Percy Jackson in blackface
Nigga, don't you see?
It's like I'm a demigod with semi's, Glocks, and pistols
Shooters all around me but I'm not too simple
When I pop off, it's mental
So when I mime shots, they're symbols
For resentment of coercion and mind blocks that hinder
Bet, look at it all and I'm thinkin' what's next?
Nobody stoppin' me and ima just
Flex too hard like bodybuilders in competition
And hope they all get free and unlocked from systems
The Ego of Migos so I walk it like I talk it
Your soul's so tiny it could fit in my back pocket
I don't intoxicate, just elaborate
Less of superstitions and unruly schisms, I don't advocate
Storming needs, reading Tolstoy's war and peace, late at 11
Blinded by more dirty things: pussy and acceptance
Two things that niggas rent or take with no regret, and I mention
The man's mind as capitalist intention
And a question like: Self-interest or payment?
A blemish to be replenished like acne scars on faces
And factually just so vacant of, ethics and utility
Yuh, is you hearing me? Niggas really should be fearing me
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Harmony over rhythm and existentialism
Better think about that, should I get that strap?
Cause I'm still black and I'm spooked by facts
But I'm reading more Max Stirner to reconcile all the bad faith
I'm Percy Jackson in blackface
Nigga, don't you see?
It's like I'm a demigod with semi's, Glocks, and pistols
Shooters all around me but I'm not too simple
When I pop off, it's mental
So when I mime shots, they're symbols
For resentment of coercion and mind blocks that hinder
Bet, look at it all and I'm thinkin' what's next?
Nobody stoppin' me and ima just
Flex too hard like bodybuilders in competition
And hope they all get free and unlocked from systems
The Ego of Migos so I walk it like I talk it
Your soul's so tiny it could fit in my back pocket
I don't intoxicate, just elaborate
Less of superstitions and unruly schisms, I don't advocate
Storming needs, reading Tolstoy's war and peace, late at 11
Blinded by more dirty things: pussy and acceptance
Two things that niggas rent or take with no regret, and I mention
The man's mind as capitalist intention
And a question like: Self-interest or payment?
A blemish to be replenished like acne scars on faces
And factually just so vacant of, ethics and utility
Yuh, is you hearing me? Niggas really should be fearing me
Better think about that, should I get that strap?
Cause I'm still black and I'm spooked by facts
But I'm reading more Max Stirner to reconcile all the bad faith
I'm Percy Jackson in blackface
Nigga, don't you see?
It's like I'm a demigod with semi's, Glocks, and pistols
Shooters all around me but I'm not too simple
When I pop off, it's mental
So when I mime shots, they're symbols
For resentment of coercion and mind blocks that hinder
Bet, look at it all and I'm thinkin' what's next?
Nobody stoppin' me and ima just
Flex too hard like bodybuilders in competition
And hope they all get free and unlocked from systems
The Ego of Migos so I walk it like I talk it
Your soul's so tiny it could fit in my back pocket
I don't intoxicate, just elaborate
Less of superstitions and unruly schisms, I don't advocate
Storming needs, reading Tolstoy's war and peace, late at 11
Blinded by more dirty things: pussy and acceptance
Two things that niggas rent or take with no regret, and I mention
The man's mind as capitalist intention
And a question like: Self-interest or payment?
A blemish to be replenished like acne scars on faces
And factually just so vacant of, ethics and utility
Yuh, is you hearing me? Niggas really should be fearing me
Writer: Jeremiah Agara
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