...... I need a rotation and reaction
But by default I'm placed in the wrong fraction
Ima soul who intentions are for the good
But let these ******* tell it I'm the devil in the hood

Are you surprised ???
You should look deeper into my eyes
Cuz your bout to witness a dead soul that's bout to come alive

My freedom I swear it comes with a Hail Mary
Future telling but the plot is too
scary
For these tails, but the dust are haters ashes not the fairies
Fictional imagination results for these non fictional can also vary

Towel over my head they want me half dead for the wash board
Cuz my mind is my voice
My words is my roar

Skin black but my bloodline runs white and red
The world say I'm mix
But heaven say my soul is fed

My mother was a phoenix
My father was a wolf
They gave birth to me Yes
I inherit the flight and the dangerous look

Still standing Im branded by different cultures
Jamaican posse gave me the RUDE
While the Natives caught my rotten dreams with the vultures

His hair was wool and long, He wore it like mines
I only get to hear his voice and shake his hand when I spark up the pine
It doesn't matter if you believe me or in my proofs
I've learn the patter of my misunderstanding , Now I became master of creating the truths