Damn, I love this jazz sound
It brings me a lot of joy and peace
I need that in my life right now
Let's go
People try to tell me what to do with my craft
But I treat this shit like science and math.
There's more than a million ways to skin a cat
So Don't try to categorize my bars
Cause there's no graph that can provide the visuals for my class
This is all learned, there's no guessing
So there's no games, but all pressure
And I'm cooking up lectures like test tubes
That'll heal flesh wounds
I take a deep breathe cause all of
My experiments are so refreshing like crest
Using the best rhetoric over these jazzy metrics
Through so many trials and errors
I can cut an emcee in half with a cadence
So don't try me like three dimensions
You can't bring law and order to this convention
Because you'll probably die a critic waiting on Olivia Benson
Without it "I Have Nothing" like Whitney
Like comedians, naturally funny
I'm clinically ill, it's not that I'm witty
I'm going through withdrawals and I'm near the edge
So I have no idea what I'm becoming
I'm drifting
With a mind so deep in a geyser, not a gutter
Cause what I shoot out will have the masses surprised bout the next
Excerpt I'm ready to utter- ly I'm so ridiculous
That I can't hide -- my tone's a little conspicuous when I spit
Some of you get a suspicious look at me
My dome is so astro, l'm Copernicus
What can you see flashing in my eyes
How do you feel when you feel my vibe
I'm just another soul on my way
If you fuck with me, then meet me outside
What can you see flashing in my eyes
How do you feel when you feel my vibe
I'm just another soul on my way
If you fuck with me, then meet me outside
I'm beginning to look on the bright side of
Deplorable conditions cause if my art's gonna be in orbit
Then I wanna be an oracle capable of preparing
Something nutritious and absorbable
As long as I'm standing in this position
You get to witness a version of me becoming more humble
Don't let the lack of subtlety in my verses, spilling out from my person
Like a woman stumbling and dropping everything out her Michael Kors purse
Discredit me from adding value to this lore, like a drop in FICO
I might with this mumbo jumbo go psycho
These mumbles, that be sounding like humming
And doing yoga they're oming, I'm not among em
Like alpha and omega
Roaming dangerous behind the scenes I'm Kenny Ortega
Here long after you're gone to clean the stage up
So don't get staged up
On beats I stay jumping like a pastor preaching with his praises up
Like blue pills, I'm staying up
But I'm replacing lust with a healed heart, and I'm creating love
I'm an insomniac and I'm waiting up
Despite my better judgment, I trust
Waiting around underneath the weight of love
I'll probably get crushed
But my toxic trait, I never give up
And the way I feel will only dissipate the day I taste the dust
And that dust still tastes sweeter than cinnamon
So sweet that I might need a dose of insulin
But the taste reduces unmeasurable symptoms more reliable than acetaminophen
The connection between interstellar like Hans Zimmer's pen
The shift in stellar alignment just feels so imminent
But then again, the line that my mind teeters on has always been so thin
Honestly, I'm just trying to be a man among men again
While I lend out therapy in the form of ink from my pen
And I'm willing to air out (almost) all of my fucking linens
Soiled with blood, sweat, and tears as I'm grinning
And I encourage a state of love for you niggas because I'm in it
I told you before, I never lose, I only learn, so in the end that means I'm winning
What can you see flashing in my eyes
How do you feel when you feel my vibe
I'm just another soul on my way
If you fuck with me, then meet me outside
What can you see flashing in my eyes
How do you feel when you feel my vibe
I'm just another soul on my way
If you fuck with me, then meet me outside
How'd you like that
That was dope right
Come on, that was dope
Well, if you fucked with it
Then I assume you fuck with me too
And if you fuck with me then, you know
I'll be waiting