As I continue to walk on god's earth
I decided to never look back to what troubled me
Cause it ain't worth for your soul to be cursed
Currently, I'm writing curses in cursive
Black magic, it's a curse tho
Might have you fighting nightmares in your dreams, The twists 'n turns tho
Paranoia got me thinking, which witch is which that turned cold into a turncoat
Not gonna lie, I wanna be happy when I turn old
So I can set my stage of enlightenment, in this age of enlightenment to enlighten men and women
On how the world works
I know this world's hurt
Battered, beaten, and bruised
I don't know what's worse
On how the world works
I know this world's hurt
Battered, beaten, and bruised
I don't know what's worse
Frankly, it's all a mystery tho, Mysterio
Darkest times in those waters, lined niggas like a barber
Sorry, not sorry, had to throw the bar at you
Y'all stay frying niggas, but y'all never talk about who's grilling behind the barbecue
Atmosphere has gotten quiet when I brought Natsu's fire of Atlas here
At last, I'm here to show what I brought to King Arthur's table
Never a square, I stuck with my niggas around the table
Never a square, I stuck with my niggas around the table
NYC barely has time to put niggas in magazines
And yet, they ask Charlie to shoot clips from the magazine
Up and coming artists never depart from their art in which they started
No ones gonna tell you to drop the game regardless
Even though they feed off bullshit, utter nonsense, Honestly look how shit is looking right now
More people don't get to see tomorrow cause of war and how it shot them down
Too many casualties from Palestine to count (Free Palestine)
Nobody has no remorse, not a quart or an ounce
Bad news on top of bad news, heard word is getting around
On how the world works
I know this world's hurt
Battered, beaten, and bruised
I don't know what's worse
On how the world works
I know this world's hurt
Battered, beaten, and bruised
I don't know what's worse