Yo, see the man fly,
With the suit and tie,
Dont ask why,
My hands spread,
Like im reaching the sky,
Big steps, before i make preps,
These days competition is sweepd,
Overslept,
From mics that crept,
Stage presence opera,
Everyone gather around tha,
Lovely poetic vibes,
Honeys spinnin, off of the bee hives,
All the way live,
Lake side, another spirtual homicide,
I just let my soul ride,
To the beat, thats when the lyrics meet,
And hyped, my speaks,
This aint a wack version,
Or a tweek,
I speak on the real,
Say **** mass appeal,
Spotlights i ****, send cold chills,
Even when the warmth, feels,
Over ya bones,
Melody lays like Quincy Jones,
All alone,
Smooth vocals of a baritone,
Let the band play on,
I could awaken the dead,
Pop the coffin top, before the body rots,
Resurrect the script, from the words encrypt,
Power of the tongue,
See how jesus brung,
Life out of death, til my last breath,
Ill still be present,
Eerie souls, glossing over the essence,
Skin in the sun,
Doing a melanin dance, no way you ever could chance,