[Verse 1]
That's the art ambidextrous
Switch the left hand on ya
Flip the whole steez like only the Son of Man can and uh...
Predicaments that land ya in the valley of decision
Listen I pray the same thing but not with vain repetition
Listen, are you listenin'? It's impossible to master highs
How you control a controlling substance with only eyes?
Only lies, only seeing one side
Correct reception, it turns a blizzard to a breeze
Righteous on the other hand, I write for left-handers
Oversight stories, unknown types
The ether or lander, this or that fame the
Lion Lamb violent, peace Humble Beast
And when a man change his ways, story becomes 3-D
Words deserve pictures, livin' and breathin' [?]
Words to miracles you only can hope in
See the best we all doin' is structure and smoke

[Hook]
But on the other hand, I bring art from the other hand
Powerful brush strokes of the Son of Man
You better train your other hand to see what I see
It makes a blizzard to a breeze
But on the other hand, I bring art from the other hand
I bring art from the other hand
But on the other hand, we rep art from the other hand
Powerful brush strokes of the Son of Man
[Verse 2]
This is Citizen Aim inspired
Proclaiming the Lord's sire 'til his lungs retired literally
That's what you get when your own organs yell "Mutiny!"
For every person who was forced to pick whether they were visual or auditory learners
Mic or black book burners
Broad-brush victims with a vicious vendetta to prove they are not them
I got you, every road less traveler
This is what love tastes like
If you could only hear my sketchbook
Them drums front and center like they're starving for attention
So tempted to wax cold and grow calluses
God grant us a blessing in honor of Oscar Grant
My people's hearts have gone granite
Granted, I expected them to
I apologize, unsung ones
Your stories ain't told much
They don't make for good headlines
No one cares about the lefties
But on the other hand, we rep art from the other hand
But on the other hand

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I'm so done wasting words
A not-so-vivid imagery
Enemy wages war and silly me still scrimmaging
Radio prisoners still rape for ratings
I'm sorry, I don't get it. Like the whole world is listening and that's the best you can come up with?
An artistic obligation to defend beauty and truth
Rap repeating its dumb behavior -- that's a symptom of autism
A "micro" of the "macro"
Welcome to the great cultural dumb down
I'm so done wasting words now
But ya'll already know this side
I'm finna command-Z ya
Un-bite the apple, no "control C-V" ya
Take these new raps from handclaps to finger snaps to grid
De-saturate how I live
Multiply the layers, drop the opacity, make it transparent
I call it God's Photoshop
This here is a collection of the boldest stock images
When the part of you that expects failure speaks too loud, download these images
Fake left and go right, tell the road less traveled buckle up and hold tight
This is rap and poetry, emceeing and imagery
Mic and the canvas, art ambidextrous
I'm so through wasting words