Timeless - K.A.A.N.

My vision is large, feel like the head nigga in charge

Got a mentality, to stand the test of time attained ability

The goal is that they listen and learn and not try to mirror me

But everything ain’t always as it seems, can’t trust appearances

Meaning you pick and choose what you show to public witnesses

People so quick to judge as if they don’t know what forgiveness is

I learned the bad habits that’s passed down through my lineage

My dad smoked 20 some odd years, picked up the lighter myself

Been hooked ever since, ain’t looked back once

Cigars filled up with potent flower, packing a punch

I take a hit and start the sprint on this marathon run

They feel this shit deep in they heart like a shot from a gun

Our future bright, we heating up, our temperature is the sun

We went through hell to get to heaven, yeah we living and won

But stacking the funds and filling suitcases with ones

Prepare for them rainy days

The lost and forgotten ones, we the throwaways

I hit the blunt and take a breath, the pain float away

I take another hit until it all go away, until it go away

Feeling like this chip on my shoulder too big

Don’t feel no genuine love from the place that I live

Niggas never show support unless convenient for them

Misery loves company so they don’t want us to win, damn

Can’t be stuck and stagnant, in a mind state of I gotta make it happen

Manifesting my reality, this is law of attraction

Bringing more than just some phrases you can put inside a caption

Audible distraction, these lethal words a call to action

Divide the faction of those who’s real and those that’s acting

You feel the passion, we energize, revitalize, let your mind imagine

Forever we immortalized from these timeless classics

Enough rations to feed the masses, teaching master classes

Mashing, no gashes, the whiplashing, the big gas

With this gift of gab I’m Inspector Gadget, I reach long

Sick and tired of hearing the same shit, it’s a re-run

Protect yourself at all costs like you signing a pre-nup

Prepare for them rainy days

The lost and forgotten ones, we the throwaways

I hit the blunt and take a breath, the pain float away

I take another hit until it all go away, until it go away

Feeling like this chip on my shoulder too big

Don’t feel no genuine love from the place that I live

Niggas never show support unless convenient for them

Misery loves company so they don’t want us to win, damn