[Verse 1] I need to do something original 'Coz when I do the same thing, get the same result And I can't anymore remain technical 'Coz sk** don't seem to mean anything to y'all Tried it, retired it, wasn't special enough Made attempts to make 'em listen, kept messing it up Had a deficit of attention, no mentions or buzz A minimum of a couple minutes is all I'd want But they ain't giving it! Everybody A.D.D Ain't playing me Can't pay me the courtesy Just wait and see I know everybody claim to be the best The difference is these idiots just can't be me I can't be beat Is that enough easy rhyming for you? To get you through the door and have you moving through the foyer Exploring the halls of my metaphors like Bill Moyers Power of M-Y T-H erst -while you quenched the fire Satisfied, settling down, amount to nothing Spent (time) defying societal expectations Out of spite to change the minds World ending, we're ascending, prepared for eternal quiet like … [Mini-Verse 2] Don't call it a subject Rapping barely 'bout a topic Abstract rocking on the mic: metaphoric Going off top often, it's a sight for the sorest Eyes, I'm enormous Step aside for the chorus [Hook] What up (x4) [Verse 3] I don't know 'bout you but imma call it early Everybody getting down, try to do you dirty Spreading gossip, claim they heard it from a little birdy They Bert and Ernie murmuring like Laverne and Shirley Burlesque burly in a burlap sack Worst is man, didn't even hurl at that Gotta work at that Girl look like Larry. But her hair Mo' Curly Iggy, Pop music making not Azalea Tell you'd top what you're making if you held your Head high, know why I don't kiss and tell dear? 'Coz I kiss nobody to wow you Need a famous story like Anita Baker Ginger add to dinner with the Cream Free a**ociating, hope you get what I mean Drinking purp with a pink shirt, they don't know which way I lean Come on Midnight Run with Charles Grodin Odin, a Norse God, Barbarian, Conan I got you all groaning (x2) Lines like a pair of shoes that ain't new. Why? 'Coz I got you all grown in (groaning) [Fade out] I got you all groaning When I break out my old bars like Colditz