[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