[Verse: Dae]

This isn’t Frat Rap
Not Hip Hop
Far from a hot new single about a thrift shop
Not a freestyle, nor a slam poem
Just some shit that I needed to say and so I ran home
To my computer screen
Yeah, I’m a user, So I’m using what I usually
Like to light when I’m in the zone like a 2 to 3
Snipe the Mic with the kind of flow that get ‘em Googly
Google me on 2-C.E
And take a trip
These other rappers is fake as shit
Modern day carpetbaggers; Unattractive as aging tits
The type of plagiarist to write a phrase based on his
And rationalize their passion for lies with rapping to try and make it big
But, if each and of his own is a protagonist
Then what provides the check and balances for how we practice it?
Sorry for the assonance
But as it I’m capitalist
So take it from me
Making money is a labyrinth
Where every way is hazardous
Cost/Benefit Analysis
Best to keep a Dagger with
Like manuals for Masochists
If man began in Nazareth
But planned to land in lavishness
He must not have got it’s men not man that ought be activists
So raise a glass to this
Double back and tag the shit
I said while getting head in bed instead of dropping mastered hits
From Grateful Dead to Passion Pit
I studied every lyricist
Relevant to the elegance evident when you hearing this
Spirit is transient
Body is Self-Aware
Conscious can permeate
The boundaries of wealth and Where - we are
With stealth, I stare, and see far past these helpless hares heralding race as a keycard
I’ll be hard
When I’m 40 and done slamming 40’s
But more importantly
I’m recording to transcend 4D and talk to my future self
Everything you did in a studio you could of done yourself
Stop wasting time denying those who’d love to help
It takes more than one man to indoctrinate the commonwealth
Dae