Intro (Kabaka Pyramid):
Life is a journey you know?
And on this path I’n’I come to many realizations
the evolution of thought to creation, u know?
I remember when mi first start to question life,
Age 7 ask questions why me de pon earth?
Is this my first or my second birth?
Or is it my third? Is that a number or is it a word?
Is life a noun or is it verb?
Is there a god weh a listen every single word weh mi think?
And when mi see the color red is it the same to you?
Or maybe what you explain is blue to me
What you perceive is individually risen from the prison of the mind literally
And your senses form defenses against the entry of frequencies weh them sen fi
And the ones them weh out of them reach
You say dem doh exist but a dem one de mi seak, yea,
The preacher dem a preach, but in the end I teach myself to seek my self until the end of these
Dying days, I used to ask my how?
But now I put the why? in place
Instead I cook the wheat I cook the rye in place
Fi put my third eye in place, yea
And we’ve lost meaning
With all that’s going on with the life we’re leading
All in all, Great or small these feelings
Knowing that we’re blessed with the air we’re breathing
Verse 2 (Kabaka Pyramid):
I remember thinking if you born January how you one grade higher than someone weh born december before?
Dat nuh mek no sense when you check it out
The ones weh born december nuff nuh mek it out
The school system provide the tools fi true victims arrive while fixing the mind on rules
Three 6 a di sign dem choose
Chesse trix by design abuse the youths
Time a fly
Sometimes I feel I’m a fly, jus a
Pitch and a watch people sit on a clock from 9-5
Time just a fade away
till the day them family sing amazing grace
I heard that souls are made in space
Then them travel to earth
So the womb can unravel the birth
I search with a ravenous thirst, for someone to balance an merge with
But sometimes my manners desert me
Thoughts rambling example is this verse
But what the meaning?
As long as truth’s been dispersed I’m cool with that
Some a burst oozies glocks, I choose fi Ras
Tunes keep the youths in tact
It’s kinda funny, how I keep goin like the energizer bunny
Mi haffi memorize an study da verse ya
‘Cause the message I’m delivering is truth
I confess with every synonym I use yea
Outro (Kabaka Pyramid):
Yeah man, you know de time de when
You reflect pon life and wonder what’s the meaning…
So one a dem time…