Zeus Blood

It's all love, finna go fuck with my dawg, bruh

Life keep hittin' you harder

Fightin' in court for your daughter

Fuck the judge and the lawyers

Especially every reporter

That's twistin' and bendin' the story

Just so they don't feel all alone in they corners

Look at all these performers

It's Broadway in broad day light

And they like lookin' for chink in my armor, bringin' me karma

Bar huggin', sittin' with my drink like

Let a **** think dog, I'm tryna get these beats off

It's more than sendin' tweets off

Rappers send yo link off

Fuck it, you got heat, we link, dog

Peace, God (Peace, God)

Lookin' out my window I can feel that innuendo

That sun is layin' down upon my mind (Mind, mind)

I feel all that energy that's comin' from my enemies

These motherfuckers begin' me to shine, aye, who am I, man?

Bobby though, hard up from the body, yo

I grew up love Satchel Paige, they told me love DiMaggio

That shit was kamakazee though

Them nazis know that's self hate

It's suicide, light skin versus dark skinned

And you oblige it's like, it's like you and I versus you and I

Who's driving the newest ride? Who's fuckin' the cutest broad?

Why are we scared to be unified? My human side is stupid fire

But you decide your fate, remember they always try and crucify the greats

Can you relate? Can we escape? Are we from God? Are we from apes?

Are we from stars? Hop in my car, let's hit the bar

We can debate, I'll feel great

Momma is cool, she don't gotta work

That shit was work, that shit will work

Got all these scars and stains on my shirt

That's on my dogs, I came from the worst

**** is scared, I came from the dirt

**** is broads, look how they twerk

I swear to God, I came for it all

These **** is fraud, I give 'em that work, work

I'm not sayin' I'm gonna rule the world or I'm gonna change the world

But I guarantee that I will spark the brain that will change the world

And that's our job, is to spark somebody else watchin' us

We, we might not be the one

Yeah, lines done got criss-crossed

And I low-key done got pissed off

'Cause these tricks here done tricked off

And our rap Gods done got ripped off

Pac died, a **** cried, loc

You didn't homie, that's fine folk

But you probably never been without food

And no lights on 'cause yo mom broke

And yo hope gone, so you throw him on

'Cause you relate to that

Money came quick to the **** that sold drugs

I had to wait for that

Seen a **** go to jail, wasn't no place for that

Seen a **** smoke crack, seen a **** shoot smack

Seen his whole vain collapse, uh