Mr. Morale

It was one of the worst performances I've seen in my life

I couldn't sleep last night because I felt this shit-

Ooh, ah, ooh, ah

Ooh, ah, ah, ooh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yee

Enoch, your father's just detoxed, my callin' is right on time

Transformation, I must had a thousand lives and like three thousand wives

You should know that I'm slightly off fightin' off demons that been outside

Better known as myself, I'm a demigod

Every thought is creative, sometimes, I'm afraid of my open mind

Shit on my mind, and it's heavy

Tell you in pieces 'cause it's way too heavy

My diamonds, the choker is heavy

More life to give on demand, are you ready?

Who keep 'em honest like us?

Who in alignment like us?

Who gotta heal 'em all? Us (us)

When there's no one to call

Don't need no conversation

If it ain't 'bout the business, shut the door now

Bitch, it's a celebration

And if this shit ain't bussin', what's it for now?

Steppin' out when the weight lifts

Floatin' on 'em (ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)

Floatin' on 'em (float, float, ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)

Floatin' on 'em (float, float, ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)

Floatin' on 'em (float, ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)

Steppin' out when the weight lifts

Floatin' on 'em (ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)

Floatin' on 'em (float, float, ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)

Floatin' on 'em (float, float, ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)

Floatin' on 'em (float, float, ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)

Uzi, your father's in deep meditation

My spirit's awakened, my brain is asleep

I got a new temperature

Sharpenin' multiple swords in the faith I believe

I think about Robert Kelly

If he weren't molested, I wonder if life'd fail him

I wonder if Oprah found closure

The way that she postered the hurt that a woman carries

My mother abused young

Like all of the mothers back where we from

SSI bury family members

At the repass, they servin' Popeyes chicken

What you know about Black trauma?

F&Ns, kickin' back is another genre

Tyler Perry, the face of a thousand rappers

Using violence to cover what really happen

I know somebody's listenin'

Past life regressions to know my conditions

It's based off experience

Karma for karma, my habits insensitive

Watchin' my cousin struggle with addiction

Then watchin' her firstborn make a million

And both of them off the grid for forgiveness

I'm sacrificin' myself to start the healin' and

Shit on my mind and it's heavy

Tell you in pieces 'cause it's way too heavy

My diamonds, the choker is heavy

More life to give on demand, are you ready

Who keep 'em honest like us?

Who in alignment like us?

Who gotta heal 'em all? Us (us)

When there's no one to call us (us)

Say, "Hydrate, it's time to heal"

Safe, you're frustrated, I can feel

Huddle up, tie the flag, call the troops, holla back

Huddle up, tie the flag, call the troops, holla back

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

(Ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)

(Ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)

(Ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)

People get taken over by this pain-body (ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)

Because this energy field (ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)

That almost has a life of its own (ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)

It needs to (ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da), periodically, feed on more unhappiness