text: This shit make you wanna talk crazy, crazy, crazy
  Im tryin to...
  Kayfa ḥal-uk? Kayfa ḥal-uk, habibi?
  Once upon a time there was a likkle yout, the cub of a lion
  A stowed away captive, a long way home from Zion
  The dove Prince sang about in Purple Rain cryin
  To the midget you heard tale of on the shoulders of the giant
  Listen, I named my son, Sir, so you gotta call my son, Sir
  That boy already knighted, he aint even out his romper
  You speakin on the kingdom, you better watch your tongue, sir
  I send you where you never been, you forget where Im from, sir?
  That gossip I send bald heads, Lou Gossett out the gun, sir
  Im brazy, Im so brazen, Im Raisin in the Sun sir
  You can catch this broad daylight, you know the Kingdom come, sir
  That wheel inside the wheel, a half a mile in circumference
  Its the return of the Mahdi, its the return of the Akhis
  Its the return of the lost and found tribe of Shabazz, the Annunakis
  Its the return of Mr. Shakur spittin out phlegm at paparazzi
  Thats my new style
  Blinding 
  Blinded by the light
  See the stars and our sun
  The gift that keeps givin like Babushka
  Kush crushed up in the studio, rollin Kate Bush up
  Extra, extra, its Mr. Headlines
  Who signed every contract and missed the deadlines
  40 days, 40 nights, tryna live up to the hype
  Its the road less traveled, its the one who missed the flights
  Hov hit me up like, What, you scared of heights?
  Know your sister tired of workin, gotta do her something nice
  Im like, Dont he know I stay up for Falon late nights?
  She need bread, she need rice, she need threads, she need ice
  Either tell it to my bank account or say it to the dice
  When I lay down in my bed its like my head in the vice
  When I look inside the mirror all I see is flaws
  When I look inside the mirror all I see is Mars
  In the wee hours of night, tryna squeeze out bars
  Bismillah, just so yall could pick me apart?
  Blinding
  Blinded by the light
  See the stars and our sun
  Hit Boy
  G. Ry got me