what a blessing to be inspired
visualizing and manifesting things I've desired
the most intelligent, intellectual never pseudo
my beats and rhymes
my own dynamic duo
I have em' bitter
have em' shiver
and have em' quiver
my destiny's to be fly
just call me caterpillar
a visionary, I've seen things that haven't happened
the quiet assassin, aquarius,
who started rapping
analyzing, deliberating
stayed up at night
questioning why I'm afraid of the heights
such a nice guy
maybe I was raised too polite
tell me how you so shy
but you blazing the mic
unexplainable, God gave me this
flame to ignite
such a long journey here
but I stayed on the hike
motivated by my team
told me dream, told me stop second guessing
a blessing when your friends are your best competition
Liberation...
verse 2
Everybody telling me I'm next
man my fans is the best psychics
tell your favorite rapper's better wear they best diapers
cause I'm here, I can smell your fear
Your whole career just turned to a puddle of tears
heard em' say I'm way too quiet to achieve my plans
If they only knew the loudest is the weakest man
name Omen, but DMoney be the alias
nobody's above me but trust I ain't atheist
I never worried bout' a hater,
I know I wasn't meant to fail
People really only hate you when they hate themselves
Got a lot of new friends and they fake as hell
They behind me but they tryna form a paper trail
I just wanna feel comfortable
I want a classy woman, where's my Claire Huxtable?
I'm feeling I can find my dream here tonight
That's not a train in the tunnel, where I see the light
Liberation
verse 3
Ya can't imagine what I've seen in my life
Through the madness
Jogging in the sands of sadness
I tell you I have dreamed of my night
Unlock the latches
I desire all of your access
I grew up round' gangbanging culture
drug dealers tryna get white like Sammy Sosa
thug killers tryna suffice and so they post up
Shaq style, raised in the jungle, amazon
So they act wild
Another black child, smoking on Black Mild
none of them know where they from
don't know our background
never made the Dean's List
but we young, black genius
beat tailor made, I'm my own seamstress
Can't ya see I'm finna blow like Aretha
Tear ya block up and I ain't screaming Jenga
Can't control my flow just call Fema
I told ya befo' I do it for the dreamers
