Came to

Finish what I started

Seems like nothing really changes when you get the things you wanted

Still I keep on going harder

Yeah, working smarter

Artists scared to do a song

I think my flows are really haunted

Haha, I got scars like Harry Potter

Few my partners hold a stick like Hogwarts was their alma mater

But they're not martyrs, didn't graduate with honors

Think it's time I take it farther

Tried to bring us further

But it's nature over nurture

I got 2020 optics

Rest In Peace to George Floyd,

Gotta watch for Derek Chauvins

But some weight is off my conscience

Praying with my Mom

Psalm 91 felt like my harness

Getting reigned in by my Father

Not too different from the days he used to pick me up from college

I just took off from the office

Grandma saw me stop in, she could tell I was exhausted

Now she's barely walking

Jesus Christ died for humanity we're part of that regardless

Miss my sister, brothers, cousins

'though, I can't be out here sulking

I asked God to save my life and this was my end of the bargain

His start of a promise

Working through this project

Hit a half decade of progress

Not too distant from the studio with Keenan, 'Tral & Thomas

Made revisions in my life, just know the proof was in the concept

All my trust was in the process

Yeah, but let's touch on other topics

Got to thank God I'm alive today

I could have been all kinds of things

Look that's in my eyes says: "I don't see this like some type of game."

I woke up with no time to waste

So much going on at times I didn't know I'd find my way

I was feeling out of place, and iCloud said it's out of space

My homie hit my line like "bro what kind of time you tryna take?"

Plenty more that I'd explain

But you get what I'm trying to say

People threw all kind of shade

Speak the truth, it'll set you free

Snowing late, just hit up T, 'cause it's some cribs he wants to see, and just slid with the SUV

I saw who I was meant to be and turned up the intensity

We're told this life is vanity, I'm quoting Ecclesiastes,

I don't take passion casually, can't do much un-imagining

They tryna sell a fallacy, yet this is my reality

So how could you be mad at me?

Color.