Enter The Void (feat. Ab-Soul)

Tell my momma I'm a shaman rhymin'
 Jesus Christ and Shawn Carter are my only idols
 No, Jesus Christ and Shawn Carter are my only rivals
 I'm the Messiah of rap, my catalog's the Bible
 To the new generation of lost souls
 Student loans, iPhones, reality TV shows
 It shows a host of wise, but blind drones
 Post Babylonia, so I'm told
 It could be bologna, so I don't hold it to be fact
 Just tryna put the pieces together, puzzled by this madness
 If that dollar crashes, niggas gone panic
 What we gonna do? How we gon eat? Don't even know how to
 Grow fruit, detached from your roots, nigga, me too
 I'm doing drugs, fornicating and eating fast food
 But I know I got three eyes cause I'm looking past you
 Enter the void
 This for my hundred dollar billers to destroy
 Spreading word of knowledge to through decoys
 People realize that it's time to deploy
 Stay on point - open your third eye, boy
 (And keep your motherfucking Chakras open
 Keep your motherfucking Chakras open
 Keep your mouth shut and keep your motherfucking Chakras open
 Keep your all seeing eye open)
 Had to escape nest, told Moms I'm Apex
 And plus I lay checks, I bust in the latex
 So it's nothing stopping the kid if you get where I come from
 Busting conundrums on nuns and condoms
 Don't want no problems, It's the number one solver
 Can't see me with these sentences, get your bars up
 I'm close to the pen, I depend on this shit
 Ain't tryna be dead bent, I'll ascend off this spliff
 You can't pretend with this shit
 See, I know what's real and what isn't
 Ain't shit obscured with my vision, plus the herbs that I'm hittin'
 Allow me to observe what is hidden
 Could have been a cherry-pickin' nigga, if I ain't make jams and bury niggas
 Used to be the sweetest 'til life handed me the lemons, nigga
 Now everyday I see the sour patches
 The flower of life devoured into ashes