[Intro]

Making progress

In a very short amount of time

Yeah, Yeah

I look Medusa in the eye

With every single track [?]

(Rai, Raiwun)

[Verse 1]

Let me ask you something

You’ve got the answer don’t you?

Pessimistic conversations my perception gone, Ok I’m faded

Press the button and I body it

Before I wrote a record, I’ve been hoopin’

But before the NBA is college shit

My drive and power on autonomous

Like the answer that I’m giving you

Win or lose

My life is like a winners defeat

‘Cause the blacker the berry the sweeter the bitter

I see life on earth is unique

Mic and verse all I need

Beef with ‘em other pussys, that ain’t nothin’

Smokin’ gas at the same spot where them feds is rushin’

Your situation’s difficult

Watch out for them miserable’s

Pussy rules the spiritual

[Verse 2]

God is a woman no discussion

Her body is a mystical miracle but she ain’t even naive yet

Not that she denied it, ass fat, she the finest

Passin’ blunts back to back like a book in a library

My position in society

Sad to say it’s an irony to imagine me between these politics for real

That’s like Stephen Hawking with ‘em hockey sticks

My flow is so unstoppable

Floppin’ is really hard to do

Cops caught me at the arsenal

Don’t give a f like Pappa Dodo ‘bout to shoot

I promise you and you

You ain’t never catch me lackin’

You slippin’, you just an actor

Twistin’ up a doubie

Scooby Dooby I’m a ghost

(Raiwun in this motherfucker)

[Verse 3]

Hip’a di hop ‘n I’m hoppin’ on another song

From the A to the Z every word I collect

It’s my bond with the odds

You cowards better show respect

Never off for the cost, you got to know what it takes

My sacrifice amazing

The result is an outcome

Ballin’ like I’m Damian, doubt, none

Real men say bless man

Devils sayin’ amen

Probably offend you, her, him or somebody

I don’t really give a fuck

Mf’n Mf’s you could never fuck with us

Back in the days, I thought that I was open-minded

But I was over minded

Now I’m workin’ on myself, meditation the highest

Everytime I leave my body I just hope that I re-find it

But on the ground I’m mindin’ my business

If I start it, then I finish

I’ve been lost but now I’m in it

If you’re lost, then get back to yourself and relax

Smoke a couple packs, keep on grooving to that

Fuck what the haters say; only positivity I attract

[Verse 4]

I hold the blunt all day in the palm o’ my hand

I had a gun strapped on my face by this Russian man

I thought it was the end

Somehow he hesitated, had to recognize my age

So he puts the pistol back in his black briefcase

And as I turn away, I knew I ain’t gon’ be the same

Face to face with a fidgeter, 5 seconds sinister but

That probably went over your head

Sit ‘n listen nigga I said everything

I provide only real shit from the scratch