Went to the temple today
Open eyes when I pray
Cause you got bros that seethe the wheat with thirsty teeth as their Prey
Molded gold
Pharaohs face
this is Egyptian clay
Flee from Egypt or have faith to stand face to face
I figured
We’re kings because of Potiphar’s wife
Then plagues and parted seas is only part of our fight
This is so coded only folded paper planes see the plight
You can try to wear the mantle but the armor ain’t light