Sins of The Father
Ka Lyrics

(These are the children of misery)
The group being referred to is experiencing misery and oppression

(The afflicted, the hopeless, the oppressed)
These are further descriptors of the group's situation

Still built my ark in the face of ridicule
I continued to work towards my goal despite being mocked for it

The waste left a bad taste when the bitter duel
The conflict was unpleasant and left a negative impact

Was fumin', runnin' on E, ain't have a bit of fuel
I was angry and depleted of energy to continue

Here repair was past a fair, had to get a tool
I needed to take matters into my own hands to fix the situation

Saw too much to have blind faith
I had experienced too much negativity to blindly trust in something

Child was laced with sour grapes, this ain't a divine place
The situation was full of problems and not guided by a higher power

Long lags of stagnation made the mind race
The lack of progress caused me to overthink and worry

Being lost like this'll have you in a confined space
Feeling lost can be suffocating and limit one's perspective

Of course for my life to alter, had to sacrifice
To change my life, I had to give up something meaningful

Days we was forced to fast, prayed for rapid nights
During difficult times, we hoped for it to pass quickly

Truthfully, won't see the future moving with parasites
To have a successful future, one must not be weighed down by negative influences

If mentors ain't dispense with war, you got bad advice
If those guiding you encourage conflict, their advice is not helpful

They say "Rest in Peace" the only peace we gathering
The only peace we can find is in death

Another track and field, leading with the javelin
The struggle for survival is like an intense sporting event

Was only scheming 'cause couldn't reason with my abdomen
I was only focused on survival because of my physical needs

Still bagged 'em all, Virgin Mary to Mary Magdalene
I had romantic relationships with all types of women

They used to call us deviants
We were seen as outcasts or strange

But if they was feedin' us, we might have had obedience
If those in power provided for us, we may have been more compliant

You know my stock was only good as my ingredients
My success was dependent on my environment and resources

The system only leaned on us, never showed us lenience
The government and other institutions relied on us for labor, but did not show us kindness or leniency

(My punishment is greater than I can bear)
The consequences I face are too severe for me to handle alone

Reigned in hell or serve in Heaven
One must choose between living in unpleasant circumstances or striving towards a better life

Take from the world or earn your blessings
One can either take what they want from life or work hard for their success

I heard verbatim from an angel's message
I received a message, exactly as it was intended from an angel

My left shoulder there was Satan finessin'
Satan was trying to influence me towards negative actions

I burnt the sage in the name of protection
I used sage to protect myself from evil spirits

But James Evans a wraithful abyss
The situation was like a dark abyss or negative experience

It's a firty game of chess and checkers
Life is a complex and difficult game, like chess or checkers

Get paid or be left naked and desperate
One must either earn money or suffer greatly

I lit a candle and played Jamaican records
I sought comfort through lit candles and music

Prayed and rested next to my favorite weapons
I found comfort in my weapons, which provided a sense of safety

Saved my bread up and then made my exit (I'm out)
I saved money so I could leave the situation and start anew

I'm going back and forth with thoughts
I am conflicted about something and unsure of my decision

Of quittin' like table tennis
The decision is like a back and forth game of table tennis

But what's the game if the players ain't in it? (Ain't shit)
If those involved do not put in effort, the game is meaningless

Every pen ran out of ink on the day this was written
I felt like I had run out of ideas and creativity

Cain killed Abel in prison, while upstate on a visit
A negative event occurred while I was at a difficult place (similar to Cain killing Abel in prison)

(Uh) They so quick to trade and hate on a nigga
People are quick to trade and hate on someone who is down on their luck

Nothing my radar couldn't pick up
I am aware of everything that was happening around me

We overcame greater odds to be winners, harsh winters
Despite facing many challenges, we were able to succeed

No lookin' back we break the mirrors, gray spirits
We refuse to dwell on the past and instead focus on the present

We gave the devil a grace period
We allowed ourselves a break from the negative forces (the devil)

The weak is baptized in Lake Superior
Those who are weak are cleansed or baptized in the Great Lakes

My lady from Syria
My partner is from Syria

My interior Siberia
My internal experience is similar to the harsh conditions of Siberia

My eyes still teary, nothin' could cheer me up
Despite everything, I am still sad and nothing can make me feel better

This is the criteria
This is the standard or expectation

From the "Ville, still payin' for the sins of my father
I am from the "Ville and still experiencing consequences from my father's actions

From the Island, still payin' for his sins, he was wildin'
I am from an island and still experiencing consequences from my father's wild behavior

Time for clemency, change the verdicts
It is time to forgive and make amends for past actions

Whatever he did, we ain't deserve this
No matter what my father did, we did not deserve the negative consequences

(whatever)
This is an interjection, showing frustration or disbelief

(We have an iron motto, we live well, we die well)
This is our motto, we strive for a good life and a dignified death