The Prophecy Lyrics

I'm known to be a problem with the mic in my hand

Cause spitting bars gets me higher than Vicodin can

Darwin up the play, Imma hike it then bam

Imma score for my younger self and all of my fam

I'm back on my penmanship grind

Make it clear to everyone I'm in my evident prime

I realized heaven is within the eyes of the beholder

I'm shrugging chips off of my shoulder

The things you want, you're not always gonna get it

This world can't decide if its brutal or poetic

Most things, only have the power that you give it

Fruit of life is only gonna sour if you let it

Man I guess nobody told him when the ref ain't lookin

That's when everybody holding

I trust this industry as far as I can throw it

One day Imma take this fuckin ship and overthrow it

These motherfuckers want war?

You must not live inside reality

Things may change, but never my anatomy

The prophecy reads that likely I'm the next great

They can already tell just only by my mixtapes

Its a tall task, engaging my lyrical combat

I expose and make it clear that you all wack

Fuck what you heard about, rumors spread by word of mouth

Knowledge is earned by curiosity, you learning now

So what's the point in burnin down

When you can turn the page

It backfires every time you spitting in you rage

There's many choices you can take when its your turn to hate

So create, then make what you deserve to make

Still second guess what my eyes read

Even though lately my mind clearer than visine

I pop on the scene outa nowhere surprising

Plottin on a takeover that's what it might mean