Is he gon fold under pressure? Nigga this the tree of life, yeah
Okay the Sun is the father and the father is the son
Then the son makes a daughter new life just begun
Use guns just to slaughter, materials to barter
We forget about what got us here and do it for the fun
My emancipation started as a kid, super young
Always soaking up the Sun's information like a sponge
And the freedom rings true as the stories unsung
So I strive to be a God with every breath in my lung
Give knowledge to my baby girl, image in this hazy world
Self preservation is a must, so its pedal to the clutch
Small circle nigga trust, this the THC, DMT, Shrooms such and such what the F*ck
Ignite love and we gon be aight for certain it's a circus called life so despite all the urges Ah! Ignite love and we gon be aight for certain it's a circus called life so despite all the Urges ah
Purge the worthless and move with a purpose
Purge the worthless and move with a purpose
Ignite love and we gon be aight for certain it's a circus called life so despite all the urges I just