[Verse 1]
The apostolic faith of children has fallen from grace
I too relate
Fathers with alcoholic traits
Consumed by stress, death, by living complex
Struggle from check to check, everyday you’re depressed
Either she’s upset, did things she’s gonna regret
But hold your head up
‘cause when I see I’ll show you respect
Still, because of words that came from Capitol Hill
Cause man to kill, it’s Willie Lynch disguised as a bill
To murder us all, the large or the kingdom hall
This goes out to strong Afeni Shakur
You’re still a queen through the fog
I’m seen with the sword
Holy war, the king of the pure
Color my voice for the dreams I can draw for crowned disciples

[Chorus]
You’re a king, a queen, a princess supreme
You’re a prince
With a strength to wear the crown within
Wear your crown

[Verse 2]
Leonardo made it [?] Niger-Congo
Priest the writer like Van Gogh, found a fossil in the cosmos
I write colossal with this god flow for tomorrow
Make the angels of sorrow wash with aloe
Old as the Berber tribe
Rap like I heard words from the sky
Live on the rock that’s third like the eye
Watch documentaries on Da Vinci
Once caught writer’s block in Sicily
Equinox is with me
The astronauts come get me
Take me to the land of tin cans where robots are pretty
In the silver city
Solar cycles comes down in spirals
One idol
Bounce rivals
King of the crowned disciples
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