Literally since Thirty Day dropped in 2012, I’ve been improving in all aspects of my artistry, and consider all my past projects before the Manifest (and Coming ToPaz cough cough) void.

Previously the line was that I’ll say what up to my girl, but… #TeamSingle.

Then I give a random call out to this projects sequel, Spirit.

One of the rare instances I mention recent rumblings in the world with Black life.

I’m saying our potential can be tapped together, in unity.

Expansion on what my first verse says.

(within the House = House Of Soul)

Just simplifying what I need with just a mic in my hand.

They was lowkey the audience. Or people above me who “define” what we truly desire… who knows?

Literally went from the ground to space, did I go too far? More importantly, how did I get so high without a helmet? And a space suit…

Questions that may not need answers.

Justifying my earlier inquiry by saying I’ll climb as high as I need to.

Continuing my questions in saying am I crazy for need such things?

Literally everything I could need in life.

Prayer for faith,
Cash only because it’s necessity in some cases,
Facts for truth,
Justice (as a young Black male)
Clarity to see,
Love to feel.

The next line, I ask if I’m greedy for asking and desiring such things