Unfinished Track #1

Verse 1: Akin Yai
Ayo Hell is my address, hot with sadness
Blue men, black heads for target practice
Back to nigga town, back where they hammer down
Crack that I sling around, hang where they cling around
For most lock of the dreads and no bulochka
The new me water sent from Holy Grail was the vodka
Mythical themes crowd around my physical beam
Tell em hush that was lust not a spiritual thing
Go drink from the well of Zim Zim, while they praise him
The Elhearts meet Shabazz spazz on your nation
It's the return, turn of a melanated
I recall from applause, all of ya'll related
Though to be sedated us look we procreated
Come alive then survive, baby boy you made it
Like butterfly rues with ocean front views
Kiss Venetian skies, team Zisu

Verse 2: Akin Yai
I'm from the bottom where we run from man (man), cuz he burn Qur'an (and)
Islamophobia Zenobia we understand (uh huh)
That the booty swell, just to deflate
And it tend to bless the young where we from brave
That fall grace, we salute your prime
When your curves won't learn scared sunshine
And we fiend to between your thunder thighs
Like Adonis, me and you is a goddess
Free the map predicted, tv
A typical child, a pity I don't miracle mile
Invisible how she stand there watching curricle smile
And thinking at how image is a beautiful thing
And to liable inspired when I write and I sing
Music chair with your name on it, wait and you'll return
A man in the mirror stop waiting and become
King