The pen back
Pressin prophecy to to the page
A panoramic passage
To my souls age
Man this a chess game
Been well played
Prayin to see that well payed
Wishing while water pouring
And watching the wishing well change
Get it? I'm talkin bout counting quarters
And Crossing em like they borders
The HitList my most wanted
Bein the street kid
Still never owned a pair of Js
I lost the baby mom
And that ish was premeditated
I couldnt save her
Real demons, I shoulda seen It
That Cole World saved me
Homie I really mean it
Remember spittin a remix
To work out in the kitchen
I'd sit and envision and daydream
About if you would listen
Way back when
People thought I 'sa bad kid
Drifting throughout the sidelines
Like simba letting your tracks spin
Somebody hit the Lights Please
Y'all should know who Dat Is
I get the premonitions too
Pressure it's time to Pinch In
That whirlwind
Wishin that I could sleep in
Wondering what would happen
If slackin became a loose end
Thinkin about the legends
This rose goes out to J Cole
Teaching intelligence and humility
W a legacy flow