Tell me you don't see my vision
When I show you a picture
Truths are buried when the dirt
Of the lies cover your holy scriptures
No I ain't preaching riches
Or even societal restructure
This is a deeper function
From the belly of a slave
I'm starving for greatness yelling
Still get paid
The light is the only thing
That sustain us
You and I know you ain't made us
But have the nerve to hate us
What's the price of a man soul to be famous
Now you blame us
You gave us the tools
Which degraded us
Poppy knows
Death is ageless
But no more being faceless
They thinks it's better cause they pay us
Forget the pain as long as it's spacious
Pushing the lasted with trimmings that's stainless
You ain't suppose to be talking to me
You talk with them then they talk to me
Niggas hustle so hard cross the finish line in my sleep
Dig a hole so deep
It's above your head for you to see
What I say
You can't see
Trying to
Catch a fallen knife
We know about devil bill
The Snake oil salesman's kills