Genesis or Genocide

What's your definition of wealth? As I think thoughts to myself As my cars parking itself As my mentor sits in a cell Man I can't tell Is there Heaven? is there a Hell? It's genesis? Or genocide? Bullets fly like the Southside of the Chi We live, ma' fucker we live! Chopard shades over my eyes Move like I'm blind Limo tint on the ride, can't stop my shine Maya Angelou vibes, "And Still I Rise" Phantom drop head doors, thats suicide Thats death defied. Come step inside Of the mind of a nigga born 85 My pops let bullets fly, my momma got foolish pride Drug dealers appeared in my minds eye We wheeling where crime thrives, envisioning higher times Got to provide. My spirits barely aligned Even as the murder rate climbs. I can't decline Think Klein, think Boy Georgie Rivera Think of every dope boy from that era. Think of their errors Greed etcetera. Keep Heckler And Koch for the hecklers. Watch for the set ups Im far from obsessed with all this cheddar Im more concerned about places that it can get us May your infrareds get redder Money get greener, bluer, cleaner, whatever It's deeper than some words put together Speak in codes if you're trying to avoid a sentence Theres no feeling like some birds put together Living life knowing life is what it can get yah A thousand grams in these hydraulic compressors Thats desperate times and desperate measures The stamp reads, Gods Gift. May he protect us In the presence. Yah don't get it Three strike laws, thats what they chef us Fed vendettas, f*ck corrections Ain't no mistaking, I think big like Corretta Or like Voletta but they won't let us And when I get it, thats on God I won't let up Apply the pressure, they gon' respect us And you can bet it Don't kill the messenger, just get the message Is this genesis or genocide? With every flight I hop on, wifeys losing her mind Though I can pluck a few thousand from the sky Am I building or destroying something? I can't decide My order kicks in, got to provide The higher order kicks in, but stay alive Shit alive ain't good enough, I got to thrive Shit alive ain't good enough? My nigga open your eyes My third eye awoken in 85 As I'm exploring why, in this space and time Thats the only thing thats running through my mind With my baby boys smile, guess they aligned Thats genesis for yah. You know I live for yah You know i'll die for yah Thats genocide for yah And the lord shall decide for us And while I'm here, I'm going to rise for us Im being guided by the highest force Let's call it love, where the truth break down the lies for us And thank God for it. Willing to die for it Sun in the sky boy, no switching sides boy Praise to Allah boy Am I genesis or genocide? I walk around with three eyes Hope I'm giving clean vibes Im saying prayers with Queens vibes Money machines, rides Living life in disguise of my divine But why?