The Penitent Thief Video (MV)

Bambu smoke, world's finest
Ash the cherry on the Fine Chine, this fine dining
Beforehand, our plate was full
Now we got Lordy viewing Basquiat setting foot in Babilu
Regard the many and respect the few
The Five Percenters, who not limited to a point of view
Rip scripture from the Book of Enoch, apply it to your worldview
Now you see truth, you see a potential coup d'état
Hostiles within the enemy lines
Congregating is wise if you're seeking your demise
One can only tell you so many times
Who claim Messiah?
This must be the only guy I can pass as through the sands of time
Right past the Gazan youth burned alive, for every body charred is a lie buried alive
The strife has already strived
We take compromise off the counter top when genocide arrives
Walking right into penance for a penitent thief, on behalf of the Elohim
Well see, I view this black hole as the source like product shipped from Medellin
It's all about what you do with it
My mic know my darkest secrets, no wonder I'm spooning it
You choosing to lose it
It's all in the orbito frontal cortex
You see, you hear them coming you call the audible
Intellect not measured by the lack of a monocle, the all seeing must be all logical
So I deem decision making an honorable concept depending on your deen
With that being, I'm calling to be topped off in something tropical
The Poet of Babylon got his cock swallowed full
Everytime I speak, musk on Elon
Before it's fermented, sprayed on whoever I
Choose for it to be on
Some truth for you to chew on, my troops was moving snow and mud through every season and re-upped
Trap like a french bakery, flipping Chicken Friands
Me, I'm usually buzzed, lightheaded to infinity and beyond
The better weed I smoke, the more soil I plant my seed on
High and grounded, but don't feel the dirt I plant my feet on
Still showing them how we maneuver, word to Leon
A real soldier
Now me and Puzzle connecting pieces, gemstones, platinum diamonds on the Daytona
Your shit remain dormant
These niggas ain't rapping, they just talking like some paid informants
All that dogfood, would've thought homie owned a Cane Corso
Ain't no porno, but I ain't shooting blanks out this Sig Sauer
Nigga it's Mal
Pen or paint brush
We paint houses lush red till the rain comes
Let the waters flush, blood from the rooftops
Y'all undercover pussy, like fupas
Where my loofah? You niggas scrubs
Now I gotta dip rap in solution, way y'all polluted the movement