Intro:

We never know what life can bring us until it comes... / pain... / sorrow... / joy... / happiness... / we always seem to live in a place of unknowing... / that's the fear... / that's the part of life we wish we knew... / that's the part of life we wish we could control... / that fear...Paura/Amore.

Verse One:

We are witnessing revolution / being Bobby to rappers I call them Houston / kill they spirit can't follow me on my new shit / we using Lucifer's kitchen whippin' up fire to burn them like Michael's scalp / clueless / you in the presence of the illest king / that's taking flight from the bottom flappin' his gold wings / the world's pretty until you seeing new heights / like Jay Elect and his buzz / can fall off from living life I'm the...

Chorus One:

...Illest never heard / they say a king deferred / illest illest never heard / they say a king deferred ah... / chi-city get the money ah.../ king king shit we never die / illest never heard / they say a king deferred / illest illest never heard / they say a king deferred ah... / chi-city get the money ah... / king shit we never die.

Verse Two:

Young, black, and gifted like Big Ol' Daddy Kane / no wonder why we special in kitchen flippin' that caine / sirens ringing / momma's crying like dove's in Purple Rain / if priest would come to ghettos they ears couldn't take the pain / confessions running deep / poison will be a Keef when droppin' out seeming cool for PHD's in the street / a war going on that no nigga is safe from / my crown heavy / heavy cause I'm the one I'm the...

Chorus Two:

(Repeat of Chorus One).

Verse Three:

Both of my babies potentially seeing honors / their educational goals or either judges that's squandering souls / souls / chilling with nooses and old emotions / knowing they forefathers would kill them if they posed as superior / the racial exterior / steering lives to the greatest hell in a motive ulterior / the motive is never known / only get covered up / man this our fuckin' life / for money you'll fuck it up / I'm coming of age / fighting for the enslaved / fighting higher society / high on me / like pretty girls throwing shade / ain't no dumbing down / this genius is tailored-made / my niggas feel what I feel / they brilliance is tailored-gang / the champagne for the celebration of truth / celebration of life and better days for the youth Lord.... / I'm the freshest on my king shit / all love everything / can I get a witness...