Rock Lee’s Backpack

Chorus:
Now everybody put your hands to the sky
If you’re tryna get by, my Lord voilà
I gotta stay true, ain’t a fan of the norm
I don’t care what they do… nah

Verse 1:
I’m the plan for the most high
I’m suited for the future, backpack and bowtie
The women like oh my, they lovin’ the soul vibe
Surfing these waves, your current thoughts on low tide
But I’m ready for whatever, had to put my life on the lever
Spirit lives forever, tryna keep it all together
Smoother than a Parkay [?]
Grew up [?] like a dark age
Chillin’ where the stars play, clouds underneath him
Only one [?]
Dreams I speak them, like I’m sleep-talking
Rent to own caskets, let ‘em keep coffin
What’chu know about the grind to the sunrise?
Our Father, seeing hunger in his son eyes
What’chu know about the people at the bottom
Tryna make it to the top? I said I got ‘em
What’chu know about writing ’til your hands hurting
Calling Destiny and never get a answer
What’chu know about piling dreams in a backpack
Got a fat stack of these fat raps, I don’t think you can match that

Chorus:
My ambition is see-through
The whole world they beseech you
Do the experience seat you?
How to tell failure not to reach you

Verse 2:
‘cause I’m way past your plateau
I’m here to cast light on shadows
The latest trends - nah, you can have those
I got a ill mind, no I’m not Hopsin
Way I write hooks make it look like I’m boxing
Shouts to the homie Rob
Held me down since the intro
Told the world they don’t know what they in for
Once it was simple, then I made it complex
Flows double-X L, tell ‘em that I’m next
They can’t process, take ‘em out the program
Dodging they memory, I leave ‘em with no RAM
A slow jam with a little bit of steez
Bee’s knees, SWV, I got ‘em weak, sheesh

You ready?