And she was damn right

And shout out to the fans that always hang tight

And I been questioning God like when is my time

I’m holding the kite but it does not fly

Look

My cousin out here flexin tellin people she my cousin

She really wavin the flag so I ain’t really buggin

And me and my momma need to have a discussion

Over the years I feel like we slowly losing connection

But let’s skip that chatter

I’m try’na put a full stop and start a chapter

Progression is the only that really matters

I’m getting lyrical it’s scary these are scary hours

And I’m planning on buying uSnalo couple of flowers

So I can find peace

I haven’t touched a football ever since

And I’m not a perfect guy man I always sin

You should’ve seen how my old crushes look at me

Fingers pointin and the sharp eyes likes I’m supposed to be

Shit, but I’m up now and I know they searchin me

Opposition see the progression askin what’s happening

It’s crazy when they see me as a star even my family

My sanity lies on the people that say they’re fans to me

10k on my first drop felt like a plaque to me

The plans to be the **** with the victory

I’m not even surprised when I get I calls up from the industry already in my head I’m like this how this shit is supposed to be

I think I burnt the paper

And to be particular man I might be moving major

I’m always seeing Ls like I’m representing Kaizer

The only **** in the fam with no colours on blazer so I’m makin a promise yall see the colours on the paper lotta orange to be frank

Ocean on her panties when I take the mic and rap

I wanna take it to the moon and walk like Micheal Jack

Son is gon be blessed because he’s born into the racks

The boy can sing the boy can rap the boy can even do the dance

And give a shout out to my momma cause I never took a xan

Never was a guy to carry on blood up on his hands

I know the devil scared when I’m talkin bout my plans

And to the fans supportin me we’ll take it to the end

and so for now I gotta put my foot up on **** these heads

Pocket Sized Prophecies man we’ll run this shit again