The Chiefs Manifesto

Inhaling on a good vibration
I poured my
D'ussé out to speak my hood libations
Now as I stand in one nation
Under hatred
I know my matter runs through it
When I face it
My flesh scarred
My hearts strong
My mind expands
That's my moon and my star
And with a spark of my divine
Here you are son
I created a universe in human form
Now father god keep blessing me
As mother nature keeps testing me
Abstract my ancestry
In my melodies
Extracting all the values
That I'll ever need
Truth sacrificing with integrity
And if I'm in your presence
There's a felon in your mezzanine
My spirit running towards
The work of the ministry
It's chef'n up my dopamine
Switching up my chemistry
And I'm a whole different energy
The order manifested from my chaos
Is the currency
And I was born into this peasantry
Kneeled to be knighted
And awaiting is my destiny
See that's a Chiefs tale
If ever wrote one
A message to spread around
If you going to quote one
Blood of a slave
Heart of a king
Word to nasir
Charge it to queens
May I embody all the wisdom
Passed down
Cause I can't know it all
I barley understand now
See I can talk like
Act like
I know it all
Or I could shut the fuck up
And just learn some more
I choose the path
Of the humble master
So I don't rap
Like a mumble rapper
And I don't act
Like a public actor
It's all growth
And then I double backwards
To teach my babies how to
Treat the ladies
Which can't be done
Treating your momma crazy
I wouldn't do that to your
Mother nature
For your roots to grow
You gon' need something stable
I wrote it down and now it's manifesto
As I continue to climb
Toward higher potential
A lot to lose and a lot to prove
But that's the sweet spot son
Right in that groove
That universal balance
That my chakras need
To find yourself think for self
That's socrates
As I approach modern man
With this philosophy
During end times
I'm trying to rewrite these prophecies
You see my sons
Don't deserve hell
But we going
Know your daddy still
Gone earn well
That pirate in me
Still knows how to pillage
But with new knowledge of self
I'm a different spirit
Rolling dolo from state to state
Running the red queens race
Trying to keep pace
And if mans half culture
That means I got to keep face
But on a road less traveled
Steps are hard to retrace
But still I march
Like
Moses in the dark with no torch
With the love of my sons
That's in my heart
Still I march
Cause
Kings are born in the dark