[Verse 1: DC Pierson]
Mission statement, they want a mission statement
I'm what they were missing when they wondered where great went
Fresh out the playpen, doe-eyed, and apple-cheeked
You know I got them nerds nuts, like some tech that Apple leaked
This is the first track and so this technique is an aperitif
Hell no, no Halo, but, still I am the Master Chief.
There will be none after me. Red curtain in this shit
And if she's live from New York, Jane Curtin in the chick
Is he insane? Yes, for certain that he is
See, making him that way was the purpose of the biz
Or could it be that he's the only sane one among them?
Cause he holds doors for women, dances with the one that brung him
So, they want to replace him, basically bastards a youngin'
God, what a mess. I'm the ladder of success
Showed up to the state dinner so severely underdressed
But when he hit the stage he really was so wondrous
Emcees hope that I'll do them any courtesy
Like The Pope and Evolution it did not occur to me
You meant for it to hurt when you said you hadn't heard of me
But you got whack taste, your indifference isn't hurting me
You're so last place. I'm so lapping them
I'm so gifted, so unwrapping them
And I'll take my neuroses and package them
But still, I will never trade platitudes for platinum
Might here this played by your neighbor in his Daewoo
But there will never be a major label debut
They talk about writing. Motherfuck what they do
Homie, we both know that only pages can save you
I stay producing, they stay excusing
Doing that, "I can do anything that guy can do." thing
I stay inspiring, they stay requiring
Constant reinsurance they will stay aspiring
Ordered up the world, I'll eat the entire thing
Think you're fly? I've been higher on a tire swing
Admiring my own line, I'm that dude
If I was DaVinci I would still go to The Louvre
And RIP Danoov. It's French new wave when DC is in the groove
Gifted class and class is in session
Make stuff, make stuff, make stuff, end of lesson
Gifted class and class is in session
Make stuff, make stuff, make stuff, end of lesson