Alchemisland

Homeschool kid is oversheltered but his gospel knowledge is belter

Belts out venom from the golden book holy letters, psaltar legend

I’ll assault a legend just to prove my gall isn’t all talk

Stonefaced, granite balls, kick helped you pass gall stones

Ass built for sitting on thrones, half my inventory in gold

Like Musa sent it over in the post, Mansa alchemical master

Croseus and Midas came after, they followed an existing path

Solomon’s ships in the land near to Ophir, Phoenecian steering

Back eastward to the sand-eaten land, holdstowed odd creatures

Precious gemstones, barrels of saffron, sumac and caraway, many treasures

Gold in quantity sufficient to test a proven noble’s mettle

Love is strong but pick a shield over a petal, fealty’s a fetter

Words are just letters, the lurid want for self betterment

A life full of pleasance, who cares where I come from fuck the peasants

I won’t be peon or president, all missives to me irrelevant

Watching Bambi weeping at the dead deer

Your tears are falling on deaf ears

Grow a beard to age me, else I resemble a teenager

Thirty two soon but still keen to prove, showing my moves

If I tried a flying knee, you’d see a hole appear in the roof

Youtube views when my bars are on Fire in the Booth

Skepta asking who the hell is this Irish dude?