The meek
May there be peace and love and perfection
The meek shall inherit thee earth
The meek shall inherit thee earth
Yeah, save me, Heavenly Father
School of hard knocks is my Alma Mater
Raised without a papa
When I got popped, it was a high caliber
As if my childhood wasn't wild enough
Forced into a lifestyle of trauma
Heard the screaming from demons fighting my mama
Then the smell of marijuana
The block wasn't Wakanda
The atmosphere was demonic
I sat in fear fully conscious
Tryna process all this violence
Started making a god of all my talents
Now this talent gon' deliver me from misery
I promise
But that promise wasn't honest
That was cap
That was my problem
My vision was impaired
No wisdom
I needed guidance and asylum
Needed to learn humility even in private
And circumsize my heart because
I'm dangerous without it
Don't feel sad for the lost sheep, He ain't done with us
One thing about America it humbled us, yeah
The meek shall inherit the earth
The meek shall inherit the earth
Humble and meek
Something that we cannot be
If we gon' keep on running the street
Running the street
Yeah, bless-ed almighty
Father and friend of Abraham
When I'm lost your Spirit show me the way again
Drawing water for us from a rock in valley
Paper used to flow from selling rock in a alley
I had to shake familiar spirits tryna be around me
Tryna regain the zeal I had when you first found me
Marine spirits in my dreams tryna come and drown me
Squaring up in the spirit when drama all around me
Want me back paranoid fearing to going to county
Enduring temptation 'cause when it's done you crown me
People don't know my struggle
They don't know how I feel
Don't know the trauma that come with being someone they tryna kill
Finding comfort in the fact that I know that I'm sealed
Seeing the fruit all in my life
That's I know that it's real
Dealing with repressed anger is how we rebuild
Being delivered from fallen spirits, it's time to heal
The meek shall inherit the earth
The meek shall inherit the earth
Humble and meek
Something that we cannot be
If we gon' keep on running the street
Running the street
Humble and meek
Something that we cannot be
If we gon' keep on running the street
Wickedness ran in my family tree 'til it ran into me
Ran into me