Fallen, but I found a way
Seeds beneath the garden
Found the pollen, and the rays
I can't be forgotten
Way too many know thy name
Some hardly knew the frame
I burned their pictures
Down in flames
I find forgiveness every time
I hung my head in shame
I learned some shitty lessons
I could never be the same
Fire Smith and Wessons
If the evil spreading pain
We bumpin' the Smiff n Wessun Take a sip, hallucinate
We thankful for the blessings
What became after the rain
A bunch of wasteful stressin
Once I came from out the cave
I got my sister's hands
I hope that we can lift the weight And if you hold my hand
I hope you got the grip to wait
I wield this sword in hand
And armor to protect the face
They thrive on stolen land
Hope karma doesn't hesitate
Don't think they're living grand
The dharma doesn't fluctuate
They feed on drama, like some Parma' on your dinner plate
I told my mom I must be great
So watch me demonstrate
I got the job, but I was late Somewhere that correlates
We brought Celestials together
Like a constellation
Every time I showed perspective
Others complicated
Niggas tried to hide my smile
Call that confiscation
But I was knowin' for a while
Shaman concentrated
Couldn't tell if it was envy
Or they simply hated
Wanted niggas to respect
But no cooperation
Wanted something for the anguish
Something for frustration
All that energy I lended
Where's the compensation
You can't hide the things I saw,
Like figments in your basement
After mind, you lost it all
You need to seek replacement
Nigga