[Verse}
Yea, I was walkin' thru the weeds
Bout as high as I could get
It's the Tree
Only good niggas
Know its that good shit, we young Pa
We just wanna party an bullshit
Penetration on our minds
Wit a body to pull in
Today is like a rodeo
Stuck in a bull pin
Told em I seen the light
Even when it was still dim
My people from the past
Wondering if it's still him
Or just another character
Thats plotting its on film, its terrible
But comparable to the parable of the prodigal son
If I return i'm the one
But if I don't then i'm done
Said a prayer to the east
Forehead touching my knees
Wit my J's on my feet
Not dat dat dat really mattered
I been gettin' too deep
As if my audience was wizards
Fortune tellers and priests
Jay an Jay Electronicas
The masters of speech
Imagine if the masses
Felt as massive as me
My aggression used to be passive
Na i'm passin my peace
Oh God I need the keys to kingdom
Uh
But I ain't worried bout it tho
What you speak you receive so
Faith the size of a seed
Move a mountain, a beach
This ain't a figure of speech
Biggest challenge of my life
Been tryna figure out me
Uh, yea
Ima get back at this world
This world been getting at me
Full of demons in bodies
With flesh that get filled wit they spirit
Is he preachin rappin or snappin
Like a bone from a tendon?
Or funneling tension he feeling
To get back to livin'
Uh
This ain't a test bitch
Its all the above
All heads touchin' the water
Trick is keep it above
This Earth is a war zone
Lacking brotherly love
Niggas dyin
Waiting on your kingdom to come
Chasin riches an loose women
Who was taught by your sons
Puttin more faith in a mic
And a speaker turn up uh

[Hook]
I need the keys
I need the keys
The tree so driven
I need the keys
yea
I need the keys
I need the keys
The tree so driven
I need the keys

[Verse]
Uh, I was putting faith in the world
I had so many first dates
Til I realized I aint need her ass in the first place
Scenarios always be the worst case
This the point where I usually shout out my birth place
We fighting the seen and unseen
Addicted to the light like
Nicotine fiends wit dreams
Of plush scenes
Lettin God intervene
Devils show no mercy
Pain add to the journey
So we murk beats
An leave the red sea murky
I'ma truth seeker
Deep thinker, a street sweeper
I don't dine Divas
Never seen beauty in Mona Lisa
My art breathes exhales hell
Like blunt chiefers
Who puff reefus
So high they can't see us
Niggas born gifted
An still waitin' on Santa
Promised land missing
Im stretched out for some manna
A couple lost souls
Love to pose for the camera
On the inside
More shot down
Than black panthers
In a cursed land
Where the owners can't stand us
When we shot down
Don't nobody throw a hand up
Real niggas too busy ballin'
To understand us celebrating soul success
When they soul distressed
Drop the LP then disconnect
Drop they first LP then they disconnect
Cuz when you disown your own
To receive a check
An the only way you win
Is thru some disrespect
The woman who brought you in this
World of sinnin'
Which means you hate
Your beginning
So how you think it's gone end then?
Uh
I put it down wit this pen in
I represent the souls of the folks
From the sit ins
And the pain of niggas who seen millions
& still couldn't build nothin' from it
Yea
Still sick to they stomach
Down in the pits
of the flames of the fire
I spit that throwback
Yeezy thru the wire
I need these keys for I expire
Yea
I spit that earth wind and fire
But the tree a keep you higher
The keys what I admire
God don't leave us in the fire
They shoot us wit the iron
Yea the serpent is a liar
We ya people
We survivors
Now listen to the choir

[Hook]
I need the keys
I need the keys
The tree so driven I need the keys
Uh
I need the keys
I need the keys
The tree so driven I need the keys

To the Kingdom