new season

cast down from the blemish of my fathers feet

i saw his anger in the mirror it ain’t startle me

channeling, my emotion to these prayers and these

seances, learning how to be conscious of what i say

about and of me, know the tongue is the sharpest sword

but it’s double edged

i had to learn a different way to preach, honestly

silence the blunt of the blade,

had to hit em with it tryna go non-lethal for my peace

but it’s costly, and oddly enough

niggas like to get cut, i’m reminded enough

i’m as high as i want, and its still not enough

its still not enough

father told me, a man is worth what he brings to the table

i was born to an angels name, i was born into favour

i was down in your love and imma buy the whole table for that

for you