Angels and Demons Video (MV)

We angels and demons
Carrying our clip'd wings
So proud
We want you to see them
Flaunting this ignorance
We bust rounds from the heavens
Count these blunts, bottles and bitches
But not my blessings
Cant see you fly
While I'm struggling not to sink
But if I drown
Then I'm clinging to your much stronger feet
No weapon formed against me shall harm me
Because I'm protected by the spirit of Malcolm, Martin and Marcus Garvey
But not my brother
F*ck flipping a page if we killin each other
It's literal when we fulfillin prophesies that we preach
Bullets fly in the rhymes
Now it's part of our speech
What happened to Gardens of Eve
Was I pardoned to do wrong with the first wrong doing
Or am I making excuses to keep shooting

It's convoluted
But I promise to pour liquor when it's confusing
Blame my problems on abusing
Not correcting or teaching lessons to try to undo it
Consciously a nuisance
Unconscious to prove it
Stay woke tho

Consuming a culture that's unhealthy
Must enjoy being poor because my habits aren't wealthy
Stay away and don't help me
Won't nobody tell me shit
Proud of my hood
But being hood felt like shit
Too much burden
When coming home is uncertain
Seeing mom pull the curtains
No locks on the doors
She started hurtin
I start my observing
Thinking no one's deserving
Amazing grace, I'm saving face
I try to deter it
Knockin with a purpose
She ascends and it's worthless
She ascends gracefully
And fate would see
If I could patiently witness
The demise, would I try
Filled with resentment
I knock three times
Bust the door open wide
In time to see a caged bird fly
To heaven, while we stuck in hell

Why we stuck here
Why we stuck in hell
Mom, wake the f*ck up
Wake the f*ck up
You can't keep f*cking doing this