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, im 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