[Verse 1: CONNOR]
These concepts that Con spits
Often taken out of context
Guess wordplay is too complex
It leaves all but Con vexed
Writing words that live forever
Library of Congress
And if we placing bets
I'ma keep upping the ante
See you are the bird
And I'm pitching just like Randy
They don't understand me
I'm really not a bad guy
I hold my head high
And slay these verses like a Jedi
I'm up every morning early like it was a red-eye
They talk about the game
But I'm talking bout that practice
A man of many sk**s
And you surely couldn't match this
Unless you something like Serena
I don't want the racket
Bars erupt
They going up
Everyone get bat sh**
[Verse 2: CONNOR]
I said they really going bat sh**
They jumping to my cla**ics
You roll one
I'ma match it
Lemme get the match lit
I don't need to accolades or an Escalade
To live my life everyday like a f**ing masquerade
I'll leave these rappers sautéed
Serve a four-course meal
Short-shorts, high-heels
And I feel her appeal
So I pick up the bill
Then we skate outta Dodge
I'm dressed to impress like eight dates to prom
I'm a rare type of dude
You can take home to mom
But ever disrespect me
And I'll lay down the law
And forget all this Saul
I'm the one you should call
When you go through withdrawals
I'll go Moses
Part the oceans
I'ma be here a while
Rad…