Raphael Video (MV)

Ayy
Big Canvas in this
Look
Get ready

'Cause it's about to get heady
I use it for the goals I've been setting
It appears as a gear on the telly
No options or an enemy in leggings

Look, mind gun the toppest, I'll cruise if you let me
But I'm on Mach 10 everyday
My jet to the jeweler, make my smile over 7K
Grin see the heavens rays, win like the weather waves

Been all like, level 8, tens when the levels change
Difficulty devastates, lift me up, we levitate
Split it both, keep severance pay, this what you should take away
Canvas is a monster, but I started losing my conscience

Calcified my chakras, doubted my own dogma
Sounding like a problem, but I grew this way
I rapped my ask off and I proved this way
Countless cyphers, I had to fight through to stay

Had to take the path today these dudes don't take
I didn't just throw it on bro, I grew this cape
I'm on another level, so it's true when I say
Jeff Bezos ain't the only bald dude in space

Look, this for music's sake
Move and shake, big canvas in the place
Get a broom to paint, contortionist with Gucci shades
No model twists, shamanistic

Don Kamala Khan, you see my palm extended
Come with me to self-reflection, promise that it's not a prison
But I avoid it like Mexican males and a doctor visit
You see, I know because my family genetics

Is more than cancer and infections
It's plans and misdirections, trauma granted from conception
You can even go and put a lamp to the inception
Peel back the layers, manufacture the corrections

Fill the fractures with a lesson, the benefactor is a blessing
Impacting whoever you mess with, true
But that's easier said than done
Funny but it ain't fun

Addiction in your blood, allowing your brain to run
I can't imagine my kids rummaging through the fridge
Cabinets for a sip, popping whatever pill
Smoking dimes at like ten, skipping classes with friends

Mushrooms at the crib, weapons straight on the hips
I'm having flashbacks, being at the plug's crib
Chilling the day prior to where they passed at
That's that, feeling like you got an angel right where your back at

Everyday anxiety slowly corrodes and laughs at
Me, for thinking that the world is a death trap
Thinking I gotta put a armor plate in my son's backpack
But y'all just ask what a rap's at