(Verse 1)
Picture this being the driving force
Picture this being the mutant gene cure that mutant haters were striving for
My livelihood dining source so competitive
My core at times feels like a surviving dinosaur
Old soul wake me when we at the Final Four
My final fantasy's for my family to see the final score
I put my all into it...The very fiber of my spinal cord taps into the bottom of this microphone
I'm hype alone I don't need a tag along for the stage
I just want nice companion for the greys
Clouds and anatomy
Went from being Caterpie to Metapod
Finally got Butterfrees catching me
No financial backing got me contemplating trapping
Cause I'm pushing music back and I just hate it when that happen
Cause when I'm rapping you could see this honey that I'm sapping
I'm an envoy for young boys feeling captured
Here's a wing go fly no more convoy attacking
Or reacting to the actions of American assassins
Showing pearly whites is how I'm killing them with fashion
I just see the bigger picture I'm a part of this faction
And it's hard when you acting out a part
Trying to match it up with heart and depression
Giving art to the masses for a passion
Or just to past time doesn't matter
Play it hard no relaxing then smart never backwards
From a professional who ain't got his master's
With a father in his life that they still call bastard
They ain't honoring his stripes that's life with dagger
Get a mic do some damage since they think it's a habit
It's to balance the pain and the sadness and the rain
You might think I'm whining I'm just trying to explain
Being black and trying to chase dreams harder than it seems
Not everyone can be Jay or Drake
But every one of y'all can be me nah mean
From the rabbit hole there is one that would arise
As he climb he could feel onlookers from the sky
Used ask why he was brought into this sty
And got ty-ty from receiving no reply
Read the dictionary front to back time to time
To expand on the mind it was better for the rhyme
If there was any sign that the dream was really mine
I would see it in a dream then bring it into life
Power of the mind or of the divine
Or is it the stars how they beautifully align
Idk but what I do is I'm a product of my prime
A product of the chi
But still one of a kind
You are NOT my friend or buddy or guy
Rabbit hole....