GATEKEEP

Pack a bag, cancel your flight to Paris Cancel your flight to Venice Damn I'm lowkey jealous But I can't be acting careless I mean in all fairness You get a trip, Nostalgia Land I inherit Palm trees and skyscrapers Street performers on the chase for paper Back alleys with shady figures Puppeteers in the form of businessmen across the river And those same businessmen with trophy wife's or gold diggers With diamond rings over 8 Karats on they fingers Ain't this a beautiful life or do we just not know better? But my flow better And Nostalgia Land holds treasure Untold treasure In the form of you cannot measure Rightful heir back from the dead With revenge plans and a magazine of lead Told the boy lightly you must tread But I think I'll let him enjoy longer instead Pack a bag, cancel your flight to Paris Cancel your flight to Venice Damn I'm lowkey jealous But I can't be acting careless I mean in all fairness You get a trip, Nostalgia Land I inherit All I can do is gatekeep and pray All I can do is gatekeep and pray All I can do is gatekeep and pray All I can do is gatekeep and pray All hail King Carter what the people say Cheering screaming hip hip hurray all day Carnivals and festivals keep the place alive Never suspected that the real Carter died That day Face pressed eyes sprayed Never again he vowed he won't be weak Boy in blue got the place to bend a knee Open they eyes and see Some real villainy Some real villainy