Headin Direction of Divin Path
The One Thing that Makes Life Vast
I'm a Genius With The Class
I'm Gassed
I'M GASSED
Accomplishing goals and hittin targets
What a Marksman
Ain't no secret to the way this done
Get up before the Sun and Run
I'm Done
Got enough room for the party
Is this music or are these seances
Neither is a problem but an honor
I'm honored that they think I'm good for these next levels
Could be a devil but I'm better
Could be a Pres. but I won't sweat it
There's some lessons I still need weapons for
These demon niggas is what you need heaven for
Who woulda known that diving into your passions more
Open Massive Doors
32hrs to the West Coast from the Tex Coast
Just so I can have the solitude and the best smoke
Not concerned where the rest go
Had to heal had to cut the best hoes
Damn
Jet-ski wit the flow what a breast stroke
Couldn't poke holes cuz the way the fire blow
My armor glow
The thoughts have shown that poems
Could be used for storms
And drawn from the most sculpted forms
Man
Why they say I couldn't do this on my own
Headin Direction of Divine Path
The One Thing that Makes Life Vast
I'm a Genius With The Class
I'm Gassed
I'M GASSED
Accomplishing Goals and Hittin Targets
What a Marksman
Ain't no Secret to the Way this Done