(Hook by Steez)

Now introducing the superstar
Nah no fancy cars/ends don't stretch too far
In mind he hold the bar(s)/prime when it's time to spar
Whether you want it or not, here comes the superstar
Now introducing the superstar
Nah no fancy cars/ends don't stretch too far
In mind he hold the bar(s)/prime when it's time to spare
Whether he think it or not, he ain't no superstar/

(Verse 1)

Cause after the 5th minute of pursuing fame
He realized he didn't want to be a part of the game
He realized he didn't care how many knew his name
Just wanted to share his heart and hope that some felt the same
A lot of gizmos in his brain/He knew that some were insane
Other mechanisms just wanted the world to change
For better or worse it searched to find the perfect lane
It all works and a verse seems within it's range
Typically converts his thoughts and ideas to tales
Didn't want to be so robotic that it's just show and tell
Ironic? It's what the gadgets on the right entail
And honestly he's just fascinated with Sonic and Tails
So here he goes, living life by the gates of hell
In front of house and a cell, and the bars of a jail
Learning to control his mind so it's functioning well
And have fun making music cause he knows it's a bail

(Bridge)

Here come the superstar/He ain't no superstar

(Verse 3)

Kinda a doom imitation
More an homage with the knowledge of the hell he's creating
Wants his demons to live and thrive in their situation
While his sanity pays off the bills for his education
So where he sits in relation is more spider and super
No web fluid he puts kerosene in his shooters
Places one in each lung/so when the rivals come
Death by fire to all those who thought they could run
Point is, he tryna stay responsible for his power/
While keeping may and mary safe from the demons that cower
Make like 15 an hour/then coup up in his tower
And let his brain go to work while sanity is devoured
And, he actually bends earth not fire
Bay city hero whose power recently acquired
So please wish him good luck as he finds his desire
As a speck on this eartch as universes sit higher/

(Hook)

(Verse 3)

Dorky rapper in chucks/delivery kinda suck
Thinking what he say matter just cause he give s a...
And kinda don't like to cuss
Just when he making a fuss/like he on the back of the bus
Overly complex and cold calculating like Spock
Plus his expositions sound like sermons to his flock
My be too robotic to have heart touching plots/
And too depricating for crown to be a shot at dot
(Actually you know what) Fuck that n***a i spit
Delivery is unique, honesly don't give a shit
Best lyricist you heard and if you ain't getting it
Check rapgenuis.com wehn the tape becomes a hit
Bringing the heavy truths to your town
Best storyteller around/tell Pharrell that I'm bound
Dylan ain't touching this shit and since Lamar name abound/
I'm calling out control verse when you hearing the sound/