Protocol El Michels Affair & Black Thought (Ft. Son Little)

[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Yo, I'm from another planet, though currently, I'm stranded
Here where I see people clearly takin' every day for granted
Where every time I lift my ship up off the ground, it's landed
To my disadvantage, though maybe I am but a gambit
And held to another standard, if I'm completely candid
I fell in love with the language like a hopeless romantic
I display the dynamics at play and pray it's organic
This has been my reality, maybe I'm schizophrenic
Maybe I'm just a candidate havin' his chip implanted
Maybe this is a fantasy, maybe I'm disenchanted
What if they just abandon me? Maybe it's how they planned it
Crazy there's still a scar on my shoulder where I was branded
The protocol is overhaul, I am not a know-it-all
But I need more than motor oil, signage on a broken door
Said sayonara, au revoir, I'm already spoken for
Focus on finally doin' somethin' on my own accord

[Chorus: Son Little]
These trees know me
At ease, I'll forever be
My soul, you could not keep
You probably don't know how to read
These gifts know trees know me
At ease, I'll forever be
My soul, you could not keep
You probably don't know how to read
These gifts, they're part of me