"On the shoulders of a giant To hold hands with Zion They say one must walk with the lambs and the lions And who knows it's all fake and decided The truth lies inside, in self I confided God carted? to let the light shine through me Feeling like the hands of time are trying to move me up Ready to ball, waiting on him to cure me tired of guessing I wish he would straight through me, truly The struggle is the makings of a great man I've been ready though I'm just waiting to say when Got foes coming in disguise as a fake friends because I stand out It's a lot for some to take in But no worries my focus is through the rafters, to become a king you must overthrow the masters I'm dancing with Cassius with Mike Jack Moonwalking backwards smoking watching the days fly past us I change chapters, the next is the noose so get you a pair of specs for the the view"
-Vic Mensa (Kids These Days : L'Afrique)
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