Mandela CyHi

[Produced by TEC BEATZ and Sekou Muhammed]

[Verse 1]
CYHI! I'm a freedom fighter, Dalai Lama from a weed supplier
I'm Muhammad to the rap game, that's my last name, my first should be Elijah
And I need a choir, frequent flyer gold medallion: Jesus piece
I'm the one the real G's admire cuz I'm trying to get niggas to leave the streets
And I don't need the beat, cuz I can easily
Speak to these, niggas through the frequencies
To compete wit me, you gone need a Priest to preach
Or your sweetest niece to give a hell of a Easter speech
I keep the heat, right there underneath the seat
Got pulled over by the Police this week
They ask me why I got this fully loaded piece with me
I say "Officer I'm just trying to make home peacefully"
So I'm riding with the rifle, another iron, and a Bible
Call my niggas out in Paris help 'em climb up the Eiffel
We don't give a fuck cuz it's all about survival
When you caught up in the cycle and you feel like you're entitled to
More than what you getting and it turn you homicidal
Y'all know that I'm the best but i swear y'all in denial
And they don't wanna say it cuz I'm better than they idol
Got the mind of a disciple when I'm rocking a revival
But I'm soon to be the King fuck you and your team, bada-boom bada-bing
If you don't like the way I rule my regime
Like the month before June nigga spring
I'm Desmond Tutu mixed with the Zeus of the Zulus
I'm the leader of the new school man I swear I'm starting to feel like...