Last Thing K.A.A.N.

[Intro]
Uh-huh, yeah, lawd
Knowledge, nigga
Ah, uh-huh, Lawd

[Verse 1]
See I can tell you what it look like
Sitting from my seat I'm 'bout to take off
I'm hoping all this hard work pay off
I never took a day off
I was mis-indedicated with a pen and a pad and I paint a picture of a peon
I never been conceded
Considering I don't see death
A bunch of people change but fuck it I don't need 'em
See my mind is on another level, elevated thinking
I can tell you why the caged bird sings and we ain't free
Or why the well runs dry when we need water
That's just the way the world works, what I've been told
Gotta lotta intel, little bit of info
Young Bobby Seale with the pen and I been a leader
Not a liter like a unit of measurement
Unifier of many
Man my melodic mediation's amazing, I know you feel it
My forensic lyricism is stubborn, my shit is heard
From a quarter in the burbs to overseas, you feel me?