Step back as I step foot let me cook not a rook
Open look threw the left hook
Hand clap at the output left em shook once a crook
Open book baby just look
The Sun had came and parted the rain
Carving a lane and authored my name
Consciousness came elevated the plain
Know what I became wasn't part of the game
Rolex cosmic codex ostrich give me slow neck
She came first like the Olmecs
Say my name couldn't say less
Trust the play and the process
Cuz we had to slide fly glide taking it high
Sparking the fire designer attire
Upping supply when niggaz was dry
Can't go for I owe (I O) the golden ratio is taking no shorts when selling the pie (phi).