Sunday Morning Intro

[Intro: Omari Hardwick]

Young Victor

As you go through this journey of incredible heights and indescribable lows

Remember, yours is a story of resurrection from the dead like Osiris

From the slums of West Africa to the cages of Attica

You're still alive

If there is one thing I can impart upon you

It is to protect your gift

[Verse: VIC MENSA]

Sunday morning at momma's house, meditatin'

No Hennessy in my gut, my second week of sobriety

Feelin' high off life, it's like I'm levitatin'

Left the alcoholism in last month

Last drunk night I swerved in a Rover and crashed with a loaded gun in the stash

Man, God gotta be lookin' ovеr my ass

Sometimes I feel undesеrvin'

Tryna let go of what doesn't serve me

Stopped fuckin' with hoes and put the Newports down

Picked up the Quran just as a resource now

Prophet Isa say, "You shouldn't judge a man's flaws

As if you are a Lord", but I know every man's God

I try to be intentional

Sometimes I feel like I'm invincible

Sometimes I feel like I'm invisible

Even when I'm empty, I can't let a nigga pimp me

The industry want me sellin' myself like Deuce Bigalow

The strip club don't sell what I'm lookin' for

The kinda love 2Pac sang about unconditional

So I take a moment to just be

Look myself in the mirror and learn how to love me

[Chorus: Lekan]

All my life I

Dreamt of bein' free

All my life

Been lookin' for me

To love

[Outro: VIC MENSA]

Bismillah Ar-Rahman Ar-Raheem

Al-hamdu lillahi Rabb il-'alamin (Al-hamdu lillahi Rabb il-'alamin)

Ar-Rahman Ar-Raheem (Ar-Rahman Ar-Raheem)