Sunday Morning Intro

[Intro: Omari Hardwick]
Young Victor
As you go through this journey of incredible heights and indescribable lows
Remember, yours is a story of resurrection from the dead like Osiris
From the slums of West Africa to the cages of Attica
You're still alive
If there is one thing I can impart upon you
It is to protect your gift

[Verse: VIC MENSA]
Sunday morning at momma's house, meditatin'
No Hennessy in my gut, my second week of sobriety
Feelin' high off life, it's like I'm levitatin'
Left the alcoholism in last month
Last drunk night I swerved in a Rover and crashed with a loaded gun in the stash
Man, God gotta be lookin' ovеr my ass
Sometimes I feel undesеrvin'
Tryna let go of what doesn't serve me
Stopped fuckin' with hoes and put the Newports down
Picked up the Quran just as a resource now
Prophet Isa say, "You shouldn't judge a man's flaws
As if you are a Lord", but I know every man's God
I try to be intentional
Sometimes I feel like I'm invincible
Sometimes I feel like I'm invisible
Even when I'm empty, I can't let a nigga pimp me
The industry want me sellin' myself like Deuce Bigalow
The strip club don't sell what I'm lookin' for
The kinda love 2Pac sang about unconditional
So I take a moment to just be
Look myself in the mirror and learn how to love me

[Chorus: Lekan]
All my life I
Dreamt of bein' free
All my life
Been lookin' for me
To love

[Outro: VIC MENSA]
Bismillah Ar-Rahman Ar-Raheem
Al-hamdu lillahi Rabb il-'alamin (Al-hamdu lillahi Rabb il-'alamin)
Ar-Rahman Ar-Raheem (Ar-Rahman Ar-Raheem)