The Trinity M.I Abaga (Ft. A-Q)

[Hook: MI Abaga]
Father son and holy ghost
Gimme blessing till I overdose
I got a lotta haters lotta foes
But I'm the nigga that they owe the most
Father son and holy ghost
I know they want to see a nigga comatose
I got a lotta haters lotta foes
But I'm the nigga that they owe the most

[Verse 1: MI Abaga]
Had a friend from Senegal, who told me
You gon send them all packing
So sit back and light a Dutch
Produce and end them all
They're gon try to pretend at all your event
Because they can sense that you're invincible, highly focused and integral to the game
And maybe your principles are the same
They all the victims of shamers
They sit and wait they shall reign
The differences between you and these simpletons is insane
The can't inseminate hearts, only leave an impotent stain
See I fathered the game go check the record books
When rappers couldn't get DJs to play em like the second hooks
And nowadays vultures are circling
And certain men are working in tandem
To plan the downfall of the culture
I am [?]
The father, your daddy, the wisdom, the savvy
The blueprint you tried altering
If you've lost road, I'm the source code, I am boss mode
Come sit at my feet imma teach you that I'm the last poet
I am Father