You got downed by yo' ego
Ain't in town for yo' ego
Only down for they ego
Then ask where we go
You got downed by yo' ego
Ain't in town for yo' ego
Only down for they ego
Then ask where we go
My ego made me ride like this
My ego gave me weed smoke plus the stylo that'a we know to bring y'all a cloud of nights of it
The vibes, the style that makes you miss
The life you lived right next to Sense
And I make sense cuz I just is
And that makes sense, 'cuz sense subjective, only through the subject's wish
You'se a player, life's yo bitch
And ain't no one to take that bitch
Except you'se the one who blows that shit
Like literally, you own that shit
Physically, you don't exist
The thought process is God's cosmos blended in universal bliss
You got downed by yo' ego
Ain't in town for yo' ego
Only down for they ego
Then ask where we go
You got downed by yo' ego
Ain't in town for yo' ego
Only down for they ego
Then ask where we go
You got downed by yo' ego
Ain't in town for yo' ego
Only down for they ego
Then ask where we go
You got downed by yo' ego
Ain't in town for yo' ego
Only down for they ego
Then ask where we go
Inside jobs, see the wealthy turnin' all the knobs
Try'na get us killed, shit, at least get us robbed
And as most people spend their time whinin', they just sob
I try to elevate our consciousness and never stop
Ay, anyone try'na ask me: "Yo Sense-A, what is up?"
I start lookin' down, shed a tear and ask 'em where's the love
They don't know how I still believe in greatness up above
But teachers never made a test, they only guidin' just enough
How could a man of such intelligence be trapped in such a cell of
Women, all with elegance, got wrapped up in myself
And delve in all my friendships, and bannin' most as well
And again I be the flagship and my only, only help
Ay, tell my tale