Song Lyrics:

[Verse 1] how I'm an activist When I Spit bars Hopin' the wronged can back it up Expect me to drop a free flow on an acapela Pull out ya heart Keep tempo balanced wit' the heartbeat Spread the word Like ya typical false prophets Niggas these days should wear a lip stick It's quite a pattern That they apparent to kiss ass like that I'm the nova translated to Latin Call upon the Grim Ripper upfront Death needs to face facts I'm the vision seen by the 1st prophet To set foot on earth I'ma win the Armageddon Ya tryna grow wings While I'm tryna replace Hyades In doin' so I Condemned myself carry to Hell My shoulders barely skin Turnt to meat from evil ancestral burns An' 1st degree is centuries away to a match Is there any rich death Than bein' suffocated wit' money bag Way too ill, it's a must That I receive a prescription Of every single medicine in the chemistry I'm a mythological creature in a human form This Human skin is actually my uniform Ya step in the booth While I got a phone for a studio Could be a role model if I wanted to But based on how the world Gets too quick to jump to conclusions If they wanted to walk by my steps I'd actually be a suspect behind the big foot saga Even though I rock a small sized shoe Acceptance is either I pull a pillow An' lie on the truth I'm a current king without queen What now, no princess seem interested So what, I'm I prince Or maybe I'm a servant who runs a kingdom Chasin' a dream that's up for grabs I'm The Messiah 2nd in line Wit' AB Soul as whom I am behind Could possibly overtake an' lead By a braille for those who blind I'm a broke ass that gone leave ya Wit' a literal broke ass Break ya tongue as ya spit a literal disabled Verse Shoutin' freedom as I stand behind the bars I spit Me backin' it up Hearin' voices outta the formal letter Can't put a price on my shit The Devil watchin' me in the meantime Just to have some leverage Or some embarrassin' shit to expose me Once I step into the limelight Ya false prophets pronounce prophet As profit So they Preach in order to gain more paper Straight Into the wallet The seed planted in the air It's fair that I question the method of death A conceive process carried out Is considered a gift from God When Adam came on Eve A death seed was planted out Is it still God's gift We all built up in this huge chain of confusion Fuck the world an' don't Condomize Been through Hell enough That I just view the Atlantic an' burn the ice No trap nigga can have my back That's how ya fall behind An' I ain't tryna throw shades But y'all need sunglasses for this bright future I'm currently behind Ya need a ladder to step up? Lemme do the set up How 'bout I draw down a blueprint Oooweee I'm droppin' facts now Wit' the power invested in the lost Pronounce me ya Shepard I'm better now, steady made Ya favorite rappers is GOATs Fuck it I'm aimin' at bein' a cash cow I hear the Devils heartbeat from like Hell away The difference between me an' ya Is that ya a king an' I'm a God Now tell me this, between us, who gets most of the praise Ya went from a servant to a prince I went from a king to a God My Godly journey started right after birth Didn't have to learn, how to be a threat It came naturally like the procedure that takes place before death An' every single hair in ya body stands up straight When I pass by, from the ground, I touch the sky Shorter than a troll, I stand tall, high I brin' the man out from the word "Woman", within a girl Haaa! settle for less, but still get the most of what I asked I can paint the picture for ya but I pose a threat An' if it ain't clear, it's a sign of fear from the Cameraman From this Hell that I'm exposed to, I call upon God Originality is from one, wit' all these rapper's Who the copycat, I know I ain't one An' how I laugh when I hear an other rapper says he the rap God The tryna find some dirt on me Hygienically I'm squicky clean, Oh!!!