King James

Yeah, it's all a mystery what comes from my life

Plenty blessings, usually only comes from the light

Cause hell is dark and it's hot, always melting my ice

The devil slipped on the drip so I know that I'm nice

Back in the days I was trash, had to pick up and write

Grabbed a dustpan and swept, now my literature nice

Since I'm back to getting cheese, always littered with mice

Hear me yelling cowabunga, had to give me a slice

Since a teenager, been a mutant with these shells, me and my comrades

Is from the sewers and we been shooting

Word to Rafer Alston, nigga, we been hooping

I'm driving hard to the paint, I'm yelling and one