Chance The Rapper - Writing Exercise #2 lyrics

Writing exercise number two
Write from your most creative self
The fable unfolds, the prin-
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The fable unfolds
The prince is coronated at home
Foreign states sent robes ornated in gold
The poor fated sore losers
All hated their roles
They played it perfectly
I couldn't make it alone
My city, my throne, my chair is the bean
My lair my homе
And fair is the queen, it ain’t fair
I inherited liеns
But my house stands straight
I'm the sturdiest beam
Heavy the crown but steady the vision
Eyes wide open, ears stay ready to listen
The petty decisions I left
At the city's discretion
Skyscrapers are the throne on which I stand
I’m the African man
I stand on sovereign land
The spaceship is quite heavy so
It rock when it land
A rocket ship is just a boat
That takes off at a slant
I need a co-signer for a ocean liner again
Got a crew and a plan we
Can go dock at the sand look for a sign
I'm in between the line and the tan
At the closest point again
We'll be back here again
At the closest point again
We'll be back here again