Lyrical Exercise III

Grab my pen and go to the gym

If anyone ask

Tell'em I am H.I.M

Heavyweight

All of you slim

This is the light y'all cannot dim

Sings my songs

Just like a hymn

Ain't even started

It's the prelims

Pound for pound

You'll be the victim

Rip you apart

Limb by limb

Which of you consistent

In a label or independent

When I leave

I am still present

Yes you love it

Cos it is pleasant

Anyone else and you can't relate

He stood against me

Now he's late

Offlate

My mind is in a state

Of war and anything that is great

You are not my mate

Humble

But the ego will not deflate

Look at what I create

Khellie threw the beat and I ate

This ain't up for debate

Cos none of you can equate

H.I.M is coming anticipate

It's just me none of y'all affiliate

At times it takes time to be noticed

The fakes are more than the real

That is why I am not moved

By all the numbers stuck on my reel

Handbags for the lady

Body bags for the man

I been fighting demons

While y'all watching

Y'all don't even understand

I have seen things

Penetrated

Been through things

Done some sick things

Broke hearts

I have done some mean things

I didn't mean things to happen

But they sure did

You didn't believe cos you are not Khalid

But guess who did

God did

We'll shed tears in the night

And joy will be shared in the morning

Take this as a warning

If you cross me you'll be mourning

Boy I am that breed

I move different

On Godspeed

If you could see

Angels in the background

When we move bro it's a stampede

I am that seed

That didn't die

On the rock of ages

I succeed

Good news on my newsfeed

Stash cash from my proceeds

And not cos of my good deeds

But his power runs through me

I don't know how to concede

If I was you I will opt peace

Nyah