Kingdom Come

It's me, until I'm done

Yeah, kingdom come

Artist but a fan first, nah, a man first

Nah, a child of God, and for the fam first

I do the damn work, never stop the grind

Ruthless as a whip with the top reclined

I'm not divine but they got a shrine to my hottest lines

Heads slaughter animals, burn candles and watch for signs

I'm honoured, but it's awkward, but I do get it

Huge-headed just for kicks, like a shoe fetish

Boasty as Idris the British actor

Big disaster for 'em if these tracks were mixed and mastered

Forgive the fits of laughter when I see their list of rappers missing Shad

They got it twisted as a gymnast flipping backwards

Nonstop with the bomb drop onslaught

Stopping me's a John Stockton three, a long shot

This song's hot and it's not even a song, stop

That's why it's getting more shares than Elon's stock

Yeah, I'm on top until I'm done

Kingdom come, uh

The guy is odd, I dialogue with a quiet God

And find these endless sentences inside the silent pause

Gotta break some rules to keep the highest laws

You want to live, gotta face the violent riot squads

I think the magic of being is in the art of it

Seeing all the paradoxes at the heart of it

Like how the end we fear is also the start of it

And how we're most whole when we're just a part of it

Look, I know I'm often cryptic, let me talk specific

Hip-hop is shamanistic, it's a prophet's witness

Some thoughts are optimistic and some apocalyptic

No contradiction, I'm both a clown and a conscious mystic

If you feel me, then we're really on the same wave

The same page, the game changes, I ain't phased

Now they're rapping over vocals on the main stage

I don't complain but you can't give me no faint praise

Mind is Jedi, rhymes fly as red-eyes

I spread vibes from the west side to Bedstuy

Keeping heads high, the sounds clear the heaviness

When the spirit's ready to shed the fear and pettiness, I'm here

Right here, until I'm done

Yeah, kingdom come

I still feel young, though I'm more Neil Young

Not a film director but I'm where they get the reel from

The tongue's a steel drum or a concealed gun

It's got the power to either kill or heal them

We all choose with the music, I'm 'bout celestial tones

And the traditions of poems from our ancestral homes

We're just reflecting the glory till we can rest our bones

Retelling stories until our story is etched in stone

When I get in the zone, it's like leaving Steph alone

I don't miss, when they need the dope, I'm Methadone

When I exit, let the legend be the lessons shown

And the message left like when your friend couldn't get the phone

I grew up in London, Ontario

East Africans in East Side Marios

Listening to Scenario

Flying like Bron blocking shots to win the Larry O'Brien in your stereo

Cherry coke, Black and he's so sweet

But don't sleep, lowkey got the most heat

Like front-row seats to the nosebleeds

I levelled up, Anunoby to OG

Yeah, until I'm done

Kingdom come