[Intro: Danny G]

Yo, what the fuck happened?
What happened this last year?
What happened all these years of my life?
People telling me I can't do shit
Making me waste time and get side tracked from my dreams
People having me push my shit aside for their dreams
But you know what? Fuck that!
This Outer Concept, Year Delay, let's fucking go!

[Verse 1: Danny G]
Bienvenido to the world that be known as the concept
This is the beginning of end of this contest
Incompetent competition is all my eyes can capture
While the goddesses commence to create the holy rapture
Is this a rap? sure. NAH BITCH it's fucking scriptures
The words of an artist that be spit to create pictures
A combination mixture chemically composed
To get the listeners to kill these whack rappers exposed
I suppose better yet I fucking know for a fact
That this the birth of a demon that will devour any track
I swear they tried to kill me at birth and by kill I mean create
Into a meaningless spineless common ordinary cliche
But fuck that, fuck your visions and fuck all your plans
To get these children of the damned to work for you and your clan
So sit your ass back and continue your Pellegrino sip
And grab the popcorn it's about to be a Tarantino flick, bitch
[Verse 2: Danny G]
The devils tryna kill me, they told me it was Satan
But after all of these years I realize that the devil is procrastination
My whole life was wasted in a rock bottom pit
Where I tried to live life like I wasn't a useless piece of shit
But then I looked at these so called geniuses that made it
Glorified and praised by every single word that they were saying
And then at that moment a thought had hatched in my head
Why kill myself when I can kill these whack asses instead
So I began the process, enhanced the progress
Then came some crazy mother fuckers sort of offset
Who wanted nothing more than to destroy the damn system
So I recruited them and then began the demolition
Vuala! The vision of this movement was born
Hard mother fucking core fucking shit up like porn
2013 wasn't the year we'd never see or embrace
It's just the year that Outer Concept dropped it's first fucking tape! FUCK YOU!

[Outro: Danny G]

Blah! Out Con! Year Delay!
Quit your slacking and get on your grind bitch! Blah!
Haha shit! Wooh it's bout to get hot in this motha fucka!
Oh my God, alright whatever haha, Out Con