You on that “they go right, so we go left”
I’m on that ego death
And never follow other people’s steps
How fuckin narrow does your peephole get?
Staring down your barrel I don’t see no threat
I just breathe those breaths
And release those stresses
Move like water like the beat moves necks
Spit fire like the letters in the Hebrew text
To keep my chi in check is the essence
Not to see who's bestest
I don't see success as a checklist
In competing I'm the least invested
IP protected
BS detected
Reject your premise
I don't need defending
Family's connected
Fans east to west down to Texas
A guest here making guesses
Never sweating the guestlist
I guess I said list
Already but my pen is relentless
The better the sentences
The better's expected
To settle for less is depression
I only wanna leave an impression
Like a leaf in cement would
Drop seeds that grow older than redwoods
Catch dreams like ovals on beds could
Catch up if it's over your heads
I'm the dopest on meds
Since they doubled your rent
Got a couple of kids
So I fumble and fret
With Every stumbling step
Can't a rapper say something direct?
All that mumbling's dead
Be humble instead
Do justice, love mercy, no need for the cred
Pull it all together like the needle and thread
Micah 6:8 all that needs to be said

Edging God out, that's the ego
To leave no
Room for the spirit
Or for hearing other people
Kill your ego
Kill your ego

Best food I ever ate was a mango in Mali
Poorest people that I've seen but the way they were smiling
You wouldn't know it
All our ways are so folly
Wasting our bodies and minds
Not even trying to contend with the soul
Never tended the soil
And we tend to destroy
That's accelerated entropy, boy
You know the ending so the ending is spoiled
So go head and enjoy yourself
Or try to learn that there's no self to enjoy
It's an illusion that the selfish employ
To keep us helpless and coy
Separate and void of direction
Stressed, annoyed and depressed
Expressing voices in heads
Instead of noises from chests
Choices are poison at best
I'm on a spiritual quest
And wanna put it to empirical test
I'm not here for the rest
I'll be here when you hear what I said
I'm out here where the galaxy ends
Reflecting light into the camera's lens
I am every day the calendar's read
Holding everything and nothing in a pad and a pen
I might fast and repent but never super religious
Believe I’m part of a plan but never been superstitious
Even the blind can see the way that it isn’t
I'm seeing clear but have no faith in my vision
Cuz it’s strained through a prism
Plato insisted that the angles are twisted
Ankles and wrists
A brain thats simple thats the bane of existence
Chained to a system
As it flails and twists
Over the mangled abyss
Fear, ain't it a bitch?
Got folks believing all the craziest shit
My only question why I came to exist
Consume the food on which the angels subsist
Head in the clouds till that's the place where I live

Edging God out, that's the ego
To leave no
Room for the spirit
Or for hearing other people
Kill your ego
Kill your ego