21 Tracks

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Visionary is a mixtape But they calling it an album Just gave y'all 20 songs Bout to make it to a thousand This mountain I be climbing I'm dripping like a fountain Spent less time on captions More time on action The man you saw a year ago Now he was just a fraction Of who I am today And I'm really proud to say This smile is real This joy is real These 21 tracks declare it Tell me how you feel I'm lacing up my boots Cuz your boy be gaining traction Got rid of the distractions I had to self examine Leveled up like Aladdin I'm never ever landing Peter Pan, I'm the man Swinging through your hood like Spider Man Had to change the plans But God didn't And I didn't have to carry all the weight Cuz God did I've been rhyming for 3 months straight To get you this mixtape Going bananas in the booth Got me feeling like I'm ape I scraped away at my plate Till I couldn't get no more I had to stay hungry for Transformation, metamorphoses I either hit or miss And if I do not swish We run it back Then do it again Yeah do it again I'm fresher than a bottle of scope, I quote Coming for your throat like Chloraseptic This rhyme is hectic Throw them punches like Tekken My worship is my weapon So my soul cries out hallelujah, hallelujah I've been trying to maneuver Expressing all these fruits But the Spirit is the producer If God is Living water, then ya boy a consumer They always told me that the way He works is peculiar I'm just glad that I don't have to wait on the future Because I know my identity is Updated and newer, I'm newer Shining like a jeweler All praise to the ruler Setting all my ways straight like a ruler Couldn't have visited any sooner or later Yeah I know HE is greater Answering all my prayers and favors And knows when I'm faking, mistaken The lies have been taken to the grave and then shaken I get the truth off of spiritual food His Truth, Good news I know I can't lose I went to spiritual war and came out cut up and bruised Dropped this thing 2 months late But that's okay It's all in God's timing Oh He is never late Listen to my rhyme as I flow, no drought I'm moving mainstream like a trout No longer am I a pawn, living in a pond My squad on the swarm Getting warm Oh, you say hip hop dead? Well this is justice Attack the mumble rap Bring the ruckus, just trust us Going way back like Justice and KRS Making moves like playing chess Put em all to rest, like queens gambit And I just rode this beat like the transit Ugh Ouu, Juicy