It's Navy Blue the Truest, it takes a lot to do this

Trust, trust, uh

I used to kiss my Saint Christopher, fuck Christopher Columbus

1491, it's one and done, this shit is fucked up

Sitting in my thoughts and smoking dolo in the spot

So many photos on the wall at most the times I was caught

In a web that I had spun myself, the damage did a lot

Couldn't afford to follow troops, so doot-doot-doot, the block is hot

I got brothers in the ends, though, to whom I miss a lot

They got machetes in their track pants, a swishy in the sock

Just say a prayer for a Black man, I been feeling down

I couldn't wait to help myself cope, I'm overcome with doubt

Stuck in the shit like velcro to those I care about

To delve home, missed it, all the mischief I have carried around this hellhole

Structure on the church lid, spire like I'm Melo

My family came from London off a road called Portobello

Parallel to Ladbroke Grove, I know the way it gets

When he stepping through a city well known with no regrets

Shoulders ain't for crying on when feelings intersect

I been feeling baby blue just like my father's cigarettes

Uh, I used to kiss my Saint Christopher, fuck Christopher Columbus

1491, it's one and done, this shit is fucked up

Uh, shit is fucked up

Song of Sage, racing to find the days

Baby, I know the way, take me to where it rains

The rest of me in the flames, my message isn't in vain

That's all that a **** saying, bothers me when they can't

Remembering better days, collard greens with the yams

I couldn't let it flow, but **** conscious built the dam

Mama take my hand, I know she know

When my mama take my hand, I know she know

I know she know

No matter what the weak heart say

And I am knowin' that

I and I is like a tree, plant by the river of water

And not even the dog which piss against the wall of Babylon shall escape this judgment

For I and I know that

I and I know that

All of the youth shall witness the day that Babylon shall fall