Sage

[Verse 1]
I can tell
You ain't never had nobody that's praying for you
All these people round here they preying on you
I'd say its your lucky day
Cuz thats what i was made to do
Hold on baby let me light up this sage for you
Deep stroking your ego
While i'm revoking your evil
Okay hold on baby let me set up this stage for you
We come from the same place
Ego for your name sake
Hold up baby let me set up these plays for you

[Chorus]:
Half you turn it to 1
Pack it all up with the gun
You like a prodigal son
Man, You like a prodigal's son
I don't know what you be doing
I don't all that you've done
I just know that we like Queen and Slim the way that we stay on the run
They can't see what we see in ourselves
I mean what we see in each other
God, you like the father or son
And i'm like the yemaya or mother
Remind me of Shango from every angle
Why don't you turn to the left
Know where we come from they offering money as long as they paying respect

[Verse 2]:
Look at the way we be doing ourselves
Won't you sit down at this altar when you feel heavy or faltered
What are we doing to ourselves
When it gets hard i'll be softer
Get them 7 princes up off ya
Look what we do to ourselves
I see you need prayer
Kinda faulty in your favor
What are we doing to ourselves