Universal Magnetic (Time & Space)

I'm landing in Missa
Missa
I'm landing in Missa
Missa
I'm landing in Missa
Missa
Yeah

Landing in Mississauga
Ain't missing a saga
Hopping the GO Bus
Akin to Mister Martin
Mister Martin
I'm landing in Missa
Landing in Missa

Kink with a little drink
And a hip hop tune
Kink with a little drink
And a hip hop tune
Kink with a little drink
And a hip hop tune
Kink with a little drink
Yeah

Mange Tout young Thelonious
If wisdom erroneous
Then every word you quoting is
Felonious, but homie there's
No false truths
Ever coming off the loneliest
Sword in hip hop

The tongue twist
A token of
My appreciation that the colonial
Son been invading
Welcomed with such openness
Brit living in Canada
Intimate in Hamilton
Indigenous grounding him

Keep it humble to handle
On a day to day basis
Ain't nobody praying for me
But I got faith
I reserve the Natives
Draft pick Jamaicans
Hit the Irish
The South London
The 6
The roster I rate it
Reach the delegation
Selected in the Racial

Draft in 15
See the Blacker the day
The sweeter the sun shines
As I magnetize
My universal force is building the empire

I build the empire
Alive as Aisha
Wise as Akeem
Got faith like Imani
That I'll find peace
My religion at ease
Still praying to the East
Never preach to the choir

I build the empire
Alive as Aisha
Wise as Akeem
Got faith like Imani
That I'll find peace
My religion at ease
Still praying to the East
Never preach to the choir

Kink with a little drink
And a hip hop tune
Kink with a little drink
And a hip hop tune
Kink with a little drink
And a hip hop tune
Kink with a little drink
Yeah

Kink with a little drink
And a hip hop tune
Kink with a little drink
And a hip hop tune
Kink with a little drink
And a hip hop tune
Kink with a little drink
Yeah

Ain't nobody higher than Richard Pryor
But damn it
If I ain't trying to fly up
And set myself on fire that much
The GOAT goals
My crutch so in a rush

I write the sitcom
This pen my true love
So landing in Mississauga
I ain't missing a saga
I'm hopping the GO Bus
Akin to Mister Martin
The King while Milly Rocking
To A-Milli and marking
A milli of unmarked
Bills in Black marker
To say I have a dream
For which I need a team
An academic salute
To all the homies
It's an educated struggle
And everyday intellect

Might not cut
Gotta play it smart and in effect
Move inch by inch
Many times I heard the score
Tied game two minutes to go
At third and four
They throwing it one short
An offensive line
When you tell me
I ain't hitting red zone with my rhymes

I build the empire
Alive as Aisha
Wise as Akeem
Got faith like Imani
That I'll find peace
My religion at ease
Still praying to the East
Never preach to the choir

I build the empire
Alive as Aisha
Wise as Akeem
Got faith like Imani
That I'll find peace
My religion at ease
Still praying to the East
Never preach to the choir

Yeah
Actually wrote this on the flight back to London
Visiting the fam for a minute
Moving ahead five hours in time
So I don't even know when I wrote this
Lost somewhere in the space-time continuum
Yeah