1491 Navy Blue

[Intro]
It's Navy Blue the Truest, it takes a lot to do this
Trust, trust, uh

[Chorus]
I used to kiss my Saint Christopher, fuck Christopher Columbus
1491, it's one and done, this shit is fucked up

[Verse 1]
Sitting in my thoughts and smoking dolo in the spot
So many photos on the wall at most the times I was caught
In a web that I had spun myself, the damage did a lot
Couldn't afford to follow troops, so doot-doot-doot, the block is hot
I got brothers in the ends, though, to whom I miss a lot
They got machetes in their track pants, a swishy in the sock
Just say a prayer for a Black man, I been feeling down
I couldn't wait to help myself cope, I'm overcome with doubt
Stuck in the shit like velcro to those I care about
To delve home, missed it, all thе mischief I have carried around this hеllhole
Structure on the church lid, spire like I'm Melo
My family came from London off a road called Portobello
Parallel to Ladbroke Grove, I know the way it gets
When he stepping through a city well known with no regrets
Shoulders ain't for crying on when feelings intersect
I been feeling baby blue just like my father's cigarettes