Promise

I promise you this
That you shall witness the growth
Of a man as he stands in front of the microphone
Let it be known that I'm grown from a strong seed
And I proceed to forever reach for that sun
My lungs are filled with fire
And I've scorched the ears or liars
And I've fueled the hearts of those who have desires
I don't preach to the choir cause I am the dam choir
Who sings from the bottom of his old, torn soul
And every word that rolls off of these lips here
Shall steer this vessel beyond dark waters and fear
And I peer into the eyes of those who know struggle
And I'm humbled to the bone when I see them crack a smile
That's when I know I can travel more miles (c'mon!)

And I promise you this
You are more than well-equipped
While my lyrics exist
Knowledge is my greatest gift of riches
But to my people in unspeakable conditions
Living under suspicion
You must get out of them trenches
And we be plotting on some Benjamin's
Rapping with these simpletons
If you rocking with Exact Opposites
Than you real as shit
Yo trappin is irrelevant if rhythmically you celibate
Intentions remain devilish when lyrically you peddle shit
I'm inclined to climb to level nine to find a higher meaning to rhyme
Besides chasing dollar signs, you get it
Your wasting ammo on this cattle
Whispered a fragment of my shadow
They only focused on the cash flow (c'mon!)