Verse 1
Listen up I'm bout to go & live rich...
Or, so I thought my n***a
Where’s the honey & mothafuckin milk?
They just rot my n***a
I just wanna see momma, I insist
But all the embassy drama got me pissed
Woosahhh!
The visa process is a bitch
A Laker diva on TV
Proved to me angels exist
Lord Jesus come assist, these aliens out the abyss
So I can find me a reason to take an acidic piss
On hyenas who laugh and hiss
Cheetahs not running shit
Geezers who have the leisure to fall any ideas
Or bogus bullshit they hear
Roy Da Boy was a teaser, Kipkoech is the leader
Put the first with middle, the name’ll last in arenas
Locals said that i’m meaner
I focused on my anima, a lot has happened since Kenya...

Verse 2
Look...
1st off R.I.P my OG
The young troop KipT
Death is a human construct
Ma and I nearly died in birth
So at times I sit I wonder
How tf did I get here?
But then remember I’m the Child of Prophecy from the Eastern Hemisphere
Where them African mahogany habitants persevere
Listen up, don’t hear
Listen up
It's been an odyssey of trials, tribulations, and tears
I’m T’d homie
Can i️ make things clear?
I been pissed at the family
We cursed by pride
Been holding on to an anger
And it don't feel right
Holdin back on my words
Now pouring em in a verse
Show me a real n***a
Show me a real struggle
I ain't talkin bout cute little suburban troubles
I'm painting a masterpiece from life in the rural jungles
But is this really the place we were destined to stay?
I️’ll say it i️m not afraid
Xan’s killing a plan, but no one giving a damn
Lord help them understand, we live in a clash of clans
It’s never bright in the East, everyone wants a piece
Where Mau Mau super cede so white power would seize
You’ll see a n***a lend shillings to askari & chillin
Tell me now who’s the villain?
I’m breaking limits & drillin
Golden Frieza & Jiren
A n***a been in his feelings
I was scared to reveal it
Now esse blackie unleashed
I’m tired of all the greed
Hatari is in my seed
Bugatti my typa speed
A czar found in OC
I tell you i️ am shield
The white, black, red & green
Repping the Rift Valley
While swerving spiders by alleys
Negative chi around me, still i’m saying asanti
Spoke to both of the Grandmas; they told me they praying for me
And passing creep in they thoughts; they told me they waiting for me
So why tf did I come?
The honey taste like the rum
The milk is never enough
And I can smell the salinity
This is Sodom Gomorrah
Not sorry for my complexity
Tales don’t have a chorus
Get yourself a thesaurus
I’m flying across the orbit
The mortal outshining Horus
(King Kip!)
As you can tell from my aura, shit
(King Kip, King Kip, King Kip, King Kip, King Kip)

Verse 3
A BARACK OBAMA SPEECH