Manage

I tell you all to stay

You can't manage without all this pay

I tell you all to stay

You can't manage without all this pay

How many times am I gonna have to say it

I'm tryna sell these rhymes, you know I really wanna make it

But there's one problem here and there

And they start to build up, but that's neither here nor there

I'm tryna get you ensnared, get you impaired

I wanna be the target of your glares

I'm tryna get you to notice me

I'm tryna be as vast as the sea

I'm tryna be like Jimmy, no Neutron

Hopkins, taking over shit like it's none of your biz

I got you taking notes for a quiz

I got you saying my quotes, this shit's got you engrossed

I got you questioning who's the most high

What can I say, I got no alibis

Remember the name, it's MadDave

Like Fall Out Boy, take this to your grave

I took it too far

And I've already forgotten who you are

And now I've got you so appalled

Fucking ridiculous how my rhymes are meticulous

Looks like I'll see you next year

After all these words become clear

And that's a good enough reason to adhere

To every single instance where I appear

Mighty Modes, super manager the art cannibal

Spit with the madness, flows flammable

A lot of rappers rock jeans with camel toes

But can't front they foes when they can't handle flows

Composition is a prison for my concerto

Bravado impress when I'm the maestro

Hit the metro like desperado

Wax poems of home for manifesto

Wait

Hip hop is mando

Wheezing in the background of the track it ain't so

Hot box cardi-arrest I thought so

Just turn the damn blinds and turn the lamp low

We gonna manage the track cause that's the plan Modes

I'll be tusslin republicans who passin trans-codes

Bebop's the mallet, hip hops the gavel

I tower over cowards like I'm a higher power