Don't fold under pressure, I can hold it to bet
I go get it, just get my throne ready
My soul in a flesh hold, I'm trying to get home
I'm stuck in the metro; I'm trying to progress souls O!
Set the scene, make it cinematic yeah
Pot feen, can't heal the planet yeah yeah
Start being diligent
Stop bleeding emotion
Yoruba demon painted out as extortionist
Effortless I get my power from devotion
Let the beat set in
Called but ive been ready
Darkness dark spirits lead
Praying for the parish
Praying for the magic
Praying for the blacklisted
Praying for the battle
Oh
Set the scene, make it cinematic with fakeness
Popping beans killing all your brothers in vain shhh
Don't say a thing capping in mass participation
Praying knees, burning passed all my burning questions
Turning back to my burden pass me the keys
Make them fall back by depositing on their needs
Get your soul back and I promise that's all you'll need
No more trees, holding my seed then I can see
Let me establish
Give those static oh
Give me those brackets oh
Never want a fraction oh
Give me all the magic oh
Semi-automatic oh
Give me all the baggage oh
If I want it then I have it oh
Let me get established oh
Aiming for the balance oh
Faded in the back oh
Rated on the tracks oh
Let me get established oh
Coming with a package oh
I'm not from this planet oh
Can I call back oh
Setting the scene making it cinematic
I'm perplexed with a dream
I could have been abandoned
Heavenly things are covered in apparent stress stopping the dreams the hope will never vanish
Pumping the steam, its swimming in my fabrics
Neighbours just think I stink but they cover their matters
Humbling are the things that just come with no matter
Pray for the parish