Chance the Rapper — Back Here Again

Uh-huh 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 The chair is the bean My lair my home and fair is the queen It ain't fair I inherited liens 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've left at the city's discretion