[Produced by The Programmer]
[Verse 1]
These blinded rappers aim for the dark
You spit a verse about your morals and they aim for your heart
Am I the proof?
Blood soaked shoes
Marauders caught in
Rang that phone too
Hush your mouth, my future calling
I was banging kitchen pots
Momma missing that wooden spoon
Cultivated all of this product
I'm just a product of the pen and paper stuck in my bag
They need to search me
All the lyrics in my head is the only dope that I have
I was humble now I'm the rapping king of the jungle
Swear you lying in the dirt if I catch you mumble
If I catch stumble
Moving in any minute you trip again
Any minute these lyrics hit you go and play it again
Am I in it?
This repetition so effective
Disinfect these other rappers from my island
I cast away other talent
I'm bang here
Fast lane look at the gallon
In case you ain't hear, rap game stuck in my talon
[Verse 2]
That's a throw back for real G's and they know that
More rap for these LP's, OP's and the set tracks
U.O.Me's for the setbacks
But I ain't tripping
Had The Programmer give me the keys and the kick's back
These conscious rappers ain't for the dark
You come at me with the ignorance I aim for your heart
And I shoot
Blood soaked shoes
I wait on dues
I had the trigger finger ready
You just gave me the cue
But why you tripping
All that one love that you spitting
The anti violence
You silence
You're simping on hypocriting
You're acting like you're the savior
You can't even save yourself
You should do yourself a favor and work on your self help
They're correct
It isn't right
I'm being righteous
I just thought I'd grab a pedestal
Stand on top and then try this
My standard atop tropical skyscraper
I'm honest
I was on it form the bottom
I finished before I started
Abolish rappers
Stay in the dark
There isn't room enough for two of us
We ain't on the arc
The elephant is in the room
I'm about to pick him apart
I'm everything I have to lose
I'm about to aim at my heart
[Verse 3]
High atop at the brim of a giant's cap
My feet are hangin off
Got my hands inside of my lap
Buying beats so I can have a chance
That's funny
The rapper doesn't do it's the money inside his pants
That's ironic
We fighting to be iconic
My hand is acting like bonnets
Ask who blew you like you sonic
(Keep up)
They shooting at you
It's cold so I guess they comet
Regardless of all the carnage
Stay clean like a can of comet
I'm not a conscious rapper
I just like the messages
Just something more don't really matter what the lesson is
I'm tryna eat I ain't talkin no Top Ramen
I just want to rule the world
I'm becoming a rap sovereign
[Bridge]
Sovereign
L've never met a motherf**er on it
I'm so in it in it
In it 'till I'm gone
I was never in a limit
I was always on my on
I was always gonna own it
(Own it)
An alone trip
Never had a motherf**er on it
I'm so in it in it in it
'Till I'm gone
Yes I'm so in it in it in it 'till I'm gone gone
Gone
Sovereign