[Verse 1]
I self lord and my crew
Coming through
Gotta' teach what we taught to each other
I swore upon my crown
That I'll down any clown
So this one's dedicated to the style thieving suckers
Here comes the wise man
Methods of dropping mental
But no one open doors
For I self lord and master
Have to be an independent source of life and matter
Why just for me to matter
Or just for you to listen
Some can't figure me
They say I'm just too complicated
They ask me what's my age
Then I have no [self a record?]
They ask me "what religion?"
Well religion not important
Principle [important nation?]
Civil law and order
Come check it
I self lord and the P-R-T Posse see it
Every style we drop some one come thief it
But I don't understand why some of us can't be creative
From Central New Jerusalem, but brothers I'm no native
Melanin just makes me sit back, hmm, meditate
It's that simple - (BOW!)
Methods of droppin' mental