[Intro – Sparse beat, distant echo FX] This is it right here... (I feel like it's time to clear the air...) [Verse] Lord, Lord… how did I get here? How I end up with all of these fakers in my ear? Please understand — I never invited you near I be in my own lane, doin’ my own thing, clear Playin’ a one-man sport — yeah, I play my own game Always in the house, so you can call me home team If it don’t involve the Father, then I'm prob'ly not around it You think you gon' change the way I feel? I highly doubt it Uh-uh... gotta be quicker than that Ain’t got no problems, my Father — yeah, He bigger than that Holy Spirit in me — yeah, I feel it, that’s fact Ain’t got time for negativity, let them deal with that Man, I’m just killin’ this track — like 24 Beast mode, under attack, that’s how it go 'Cause the flow so... cold — it’s below zero And by the way — man, I’m so old... I remember rockin' Gazelle glasses with the Kangol, Back when real ones moved in silence — no promo
