Seton ain't just a name it's a silence that moves through bone
When they buried my kin they didn't die they watched
And I carry their rage in every rhyme
The bones talk when the pastors lie
Underneath Bansneville's blackened sky
Seton blood in my lungs like wine
Speakin codes from a godless time
Yeh
Seton bones speak
Fire don't weep
Carvin prophecy deep where your shadows sleep
They prayed on dirt that ain't forgive them
My grandma's grave covered in thorns not kingdoms
I spit griot glyphs with a ghost in my teeth
Every rhyme's a relic from beneath Seton's grief
Ain't no church for the kinfolk cursed
Just cracked tombstones and a child's last verse
I dream in Bassa scream in Vai
Poro symbols in my chest like don't ask why
This ain't rap it's a ritual coded
Like a Mandingo drum where the beat corroded
I'm a walking libation scarred by lineage
Ashes on my tongue I speak from the finish
Hash Blink on the juju
The bones talk when the pastors lie
Underneath Bansneville's blackened sky
Seton blood in my lungs like wine
Speakin codes from a godless time
Yeh
Seton bones speak
Fire don't weep
Carvin prophecy deep where your shadows sleep
They called me mad when I spoke to the dead
But they never saw the Seton woman smile beneath that grave dirt
She smiled when I rhymed