 I sat in the wind and knew not to pretend. So many stories in the grin, the auditorium of him. I'm him. Even when the world didn't hear me, I had to spell it out like KRS did Timmy. The J, the I. I go hard like it is to say goodbye. You don't want beef when the steak's as hot. Before I took off, I had to pray to fly. My faith and I, I keep one eye open. I'm the black Jack Sparrow, the god in