Yes Sir

Heard I'm the coldest Native rapper
Still don't hear 'em though
Won't feed the praise won't eat the hate
Still I'm a kill it though
About my family and my bag
That's all I really know
Asked creator will I make it

Became a leader on the day
I met my little bro
I follow code cause I ain't
Bigger than the principal
Selfishness we leave that
To the broke and miserable
In dire times tell 'em no or

Resilience woven
In my inner most being,
Driven by my freedom
Not to get the most cream,
Came a long way
But not without a full team
Ask me if they are the illest
I'll say

Shout out my family
Shout out Dream Warriors Management
They've been uncanny
In this whole damn establishment
You think I'm going in
But you haven't seen the half of it
I'm underneath the surface working

My purpose certain
Searching sermons and curving serpents
Urgent learning
Pertinent to burning workman curses
Lurking earnings
Merge with merchants and service servants
Sure I'm closing curtains person

The shows over
When Native Beethoven's range roving
With sails open
Raid oceans from trade scoping
Paid for by
Self education and wage roping
My family wave stroking

Heard I'm the coldest Native rapper
Still don't hear 'em though
Won't feed the praise won't eat the hate
Still I'm a kill it though
About my family and my bag
That's all I really know
Asked creator will I make it

Became a leader on the day
I met my little bro
I follow code cause I ain't
Bigger than the principal
Selfishness we leave that
To the broke and miserable
In dire times tell 'em no or

My best days begin
Balancing out my headspace
Meditate incinerate sage
And smoke bathe to medicate
Levitate invigorate rage
And astray my head will ache
Get your mind right am I right

A place of peace from which
To operate from top of day
Can obfuscate attempted
Intrusions upon your namaste
It can't buy joy but stress relief
That's who the commas pay
It's time to combinate

To get outside of my problems
I try to solve those of others
Like sharing my strength and hope
With all my struggling brothers
Or helping develop homes
For single mothers of color
Can't we all help each other

Then you know what solace is
Thrill without the lawlessness
So to give is just to live
Until the plot is thick
Then you got a pot to piss
Then you got a job to give
Filling family joblessness

Heard I'm the coldest Native rapper
Still don't hear 'em though
Won't feed the praise won't eat the hate
Still I'm a kill it though
About my family and my bag
That's all I really know
Asked creator will I make it

Became a leader on the day
I met my little bro
I follow code cause I ain't
Bigger than the principal
Selfishness we leave that
To the broke and miserable
In dire times tell 'em no or



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Wenell Jr
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