MY DIVINE CURSE
Lord Krishna your follower's heart is in danger
My mission at stake when my art's full of anger
The trishna take over my fate, I can't change her
Exchanging my peace so we don't turn to strangers
Pursuing my path for a personal reason
Provoking the past while I'm writing and reading
Preventing Your wrath from attacking my demons
I'm practicing patience I pray You can see that I'm stressed
Mama insist that I gotta get rich back when I had my lips on her chest
What can I say? It's a trap either way, guess I'd rather decay in a Benz
I graduate college, I got my degree, now I'm wondering where I begin
Feeling trapped with all these sins, I know em like an old friend
Meditating on my losses I thought I was flawless until I got pressed
Contemplating what my purpose is, my dad is purposeless, wonder what's next
Everyone wanna be bosses, they keep their boys hostage while chasing a check
I do not chase I attract, if you ain't in my camp I won't lose any rest
Fuck your applause, don't give me prasad
Do it for God, this ain't a façade
I know I gotta come up on top, cuz if I do nada, I am a fraud
Knew I would run shit 'fore I could walk
Knew I's a poet before I could talk
Verses electric, you feeling the shock
Chakras aligned, I cannot be stopped
Nah, nah
My mission at stake when my art's full of anger
The trishna take over my fate, I can't change her
Exchanging my peace so we don't turn to strangers
Pursuing my path for a personal reason
Provoking the past while I'm writing and reading
Preventing Your wrath from attacking my demons
I'm practicing patience I pray You can see that I'm stressed
Mama insist that I gotta get rich back when I had my lips on her chest
What can I say? It's a trap either way, guess I'd rather decay in a Benz
I graduate college, I got my degree, now I'm wondering where I begin
Feeling trapped with all these sins, I know em like an old friend
Meditating on my losses I thought I was flawless until I got pressed
Contemplating what my purpose is, my dad is purposeless, wonder what's next
Everyone wanna be bosses, they keep their boys hostage while chasing a check
I do not chase I attract, if you ain't in my camp I won't lose any rest
Fuck your applause, don't give me prasad
Do it for God, this ain't a façade
I know I gotta come up on top, cuz if I do nada, I am a fraud
Knew I would run shit 'fore I could walk
Knew I's a poet before I could talk
Verses electric, you feeling the shock
Chakras aligned, I cannot be stopped
Nah, nah
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Writer(s): Zachery Fox, Viren Sabir Fernandes
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