(Verse 1)
They gon build a couple statues, a few monuments, a couple shrines.
Legendary tombstone, or maybe a pyramid, in due time.
I’m talking bout a legacy.
When you turn too driven, see niggas showing they jealousy.
They fixated on the celery,
but I’ll leave
seeds for the future, ain’t focused on what cheddar breed.
Cuz niggas gon get paid,
but I won’t let the cash flow turn me to a slave.
I haven’t slept in eight days,
tryna figure out great-
ness.
Carve the keys to the future.
Let the kids know you can be who you choose to.
Houston, we got a problem, kids growing up with dead pride,
high with red eyes.
Nigga, I was there too.
I was scared too.
The world don’t play fair, boo.
I’m just here tryna prepare you,
role model, teach folks how to move.
Like cat walking.
Talking outta they ass? I laugh often.
Dead em all, purchasing some black coffins.
When they try to destroy you
stand up and they’ll applaud you.
Start walking, they’ll reward you.
Fist up, they can’t ignore you.
We deserve to be immortal.
Take a walk with me through the time portal.
Can you imagine a land full of head strong youth full of passion?
Ain’t afraid to fall, get up, ready for action.
Breaking down blockades, two guns blasting.
That’s the world that a nigga wanna build.
Can you feel?

(Chorus)
[Seeds,
seeds, baby.
Yeah yeah, let it grow.
That’s the truth, dog.
You already know] x 3.
Seeds,
seeds, baby.
Yeah, yeah, let it grow.
King Saz, King Saz, nigga you already know.

(Verse 2)
Make the folk feel like its cool to love themselves,
all the way.
Don’t ever listen to the lies they tell.
And heavy is the ego of the black man, you know my pride breaks scales.
Go to prison for the dream,
like King,
Birmingham, make bail.
There’s two ways that these niggas try to kill your confidence.
First way: they gon tell you that you suck,
Second way: they gon tell you high self esteem is cockiness…
and then they call you arrogant,
rather see you slip, do something embarrassing..
than see a mother fucker talking like he bullet proof.
Fuck it, if you great say you great, nothin’ wrong bout knowing the truth.
So bitch nigga, find a purpose.
Shallow hoes steady lurking.
Fucking niggas that can buy them them diamonds and purses.
Got you thinking that your worth is defined by the size of your wallet.
Oh.
This nigga Saz aint cool, he don’t glorify the profit.
Man, I know niggas with fresh kicks that ain’t shit.
And I know niggas with no cream that still dream.
With that said, I just blew a couple grand on some threads with some logos.
But a king ain’t defined by his robes though.
Royalty is defined by the world that you mold; let the seeds grow.
Black peacoat
on my back as I lead all the people.
In fact, raise a nation of leaders,
a whole globe
tryna save the whole globe,
bet the gods gon see us.

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
My daddy told me “don’t forget who you are”.
Never change, not for cash, not for cars,
not for chains, I should aim for the stars.
I’ma tell my little girl the same thing,
tell my little man the same thing,
I demand the same thing
for the rest of us,
cuz I just want the best for us.
They like “Saz, why the fuck you gotta lecture us?”
So pardon me if I ever sound preachy,
bought a couple jewels but the shit don’t ease me.
Being an artist ain’t easy
because we have vision.
I have visions,
suicide jumpers cuz they bullied in the system.
If you ever lose track,
I swear I’ll bring you right back.
You ain’t alone,
if you write me I promise that I’ll write back.
Promises will never be forgotten,
build a kingdom that’ll never turn rotten.
Kings to cargo, then we picking cotton?
So of course I want the kings back, reign ain’t stopping,
nigga.
Nigga, I don’t fuck around.
I repeat, I don’t fuck around.
Niggas ducking down. Bow down,
I don’t run around.
And these folks need a hero,
so the shit ain’t written just to feed my ego.
So what you gonna tell me now?
That I’m thinking too big?
Well fuck ya’ll, man it is what it is.
Truth is
I don’t really give a shit.
People like me operate on a whole ‘nother level.
Crown with the rubies redder than the devil,
gold pavement running through the streets of the ghetto.
Kings.

(Chorus)