Check, check
Yeah
Dear God look, it's 2020
Knowing I don't have perfect vision but looking for me
Chapter 21, I can sense it the book is coming
I was supposed to die, G-O-D came and took it from me
I been hella low key, lately been moving cautious
Day 21, how many days I ain't been in office
Made some bad decisions I'm just glad that it wasn't awful
Man I had to put myself on, man this wasn't offered
Dealing with the holidays the times when it's really hardest
Really tryna gain some confidence to be with my father
Very independent I don't really like being bothered
Guess I see the difference being great and then being awesome
Realizing that I'm 21 man I gotta get it
Know I gotta chop some heads off for the top decision
Know I really got some old thoughts in my composition
Yeah it was recent I gave God my proposition
Really got some demons moving slow on my opposition
I'ma get mine, so I don't mind for the competition
I just speak the truth in my rhymes, no politician
I just wait for work to pile up and then wash the dishes
Only 21, but you know I know you the vibe
They be tryna rig me like my first name Mordecai
Flow getting colder, my whole room feeling polarized
We can go to war if you want, but that's your demise
Always speak the truth, so you should know when I know a lie
And I don't even sing, I just sit back and yodelize
I know a lot of people but it's weird to socialize
A lotta people say that they done changed, well so shall I
Amen