Divine

I told my people pray for me

Cause it seems like these haters wanna stray for me

I don't know why these lames got hate for me

Maybe the Devil is mad God's great to me

I told my people pray for me

Cause it seems like these haters wanna stray for me

I don't know why these lames got hate for me

Maybe the Devil is mad God's great to me

The element of surprise

Of melanin I'm comprised

The true and living

King Asiatic, God is alive

When my chakras align

I'm the destiny of the earth

For me to massacre microphones and give 'em this work

Berserk, alert

More creative when on the purp

Lift skirts and jerk

Who try to front when on my turf

When worse come to worse

The MAC burst

They soft as Nerf

And squirt from organs, extremities and eat dirt

Respect the shooter with the Ruger

A salsa will splash from your chalupa

Give you nightmares like Krueger

These new niggas use beauty filters and spread rumors

I'm the dope man to the consumer

I'm radiation to tumors

Channeling Montezuma, Tut and Mansa Musa

Divine energy, asymmetrical symmetry

I gotta pray more when I wake up

I gotta give thanks when I cake up

I gotta stop stressing when they don't pay up

Why worry if I can't change their way up

I'm highly favored

I can't complain much

Divine touch, God precision

My inner vision will glisten and beat

All these suckers into submission