[Intro] ...We ain't such bad people We just want to puff that weed smoke Jump back, you gave up last sequel Got plenty more in my vast depot Trust that [Verse 1] Your flows are less lethal, metaphors less cheeky You speak of dead people, we speak of dead species Revel in bevel and slopes While your favorite emcee's absolute best verse is about peddling dope Heaven is broke as hell when compared to these golden bars You welcome token gods with open arms For me it's slopes and arcs Beef or war I play the soldier's part Poking hearts in the frozen dark This for half zones and quarters we bake ...As we move from an orderly to disorderly state Dumb people can only sort of relate Dismissing the potential enormous change that an orphan could make Choices and fates, it's hard to interlock ‘em While 1st world rappers claim they started from the bottom I'm sure you did, they looking at me like “how dare you have the nerve to live” As I play Copernicus, chillin with a perfect grin [Chorus] ....I take the songs that I write and I sing for the record like it's never been sung You really expect me to run for the hills, hold my tongue when the reverend comes I'm trying to grow and become the very best Greydon Square I could ever become I wouldn't care if I never blow, I guess a bad plan is better than none [Verse 2] ...We never had the same goals I studied more in case we ever had to change roles Insane flows we aim at deranged foes Then bought creation with the change owed She came close, I told her she was better off without me On a mission to prove wrong everyone who doubts me See, i never said this was a good idea Truth I fear, but i was always ready for it should i peer Crazy amazingly brazen, maybe Or maybe i'm an 80s crack baby, aging Safety's for the salary type You can battle me on sight with any grapple you like I'm smashing through mics I don't care if you can pay me My creativity is going nowhere near the slavery People always say to me “you should be more popular” But that's not solving for the fact it makes me think about the cost and worth More and more, you don't want me on the foreign tours My music's chloroform. What you want to pour it for? ...hip hop's only isolationist Trying to keep his profile low, all while trying to make a shift ...I found my purpose with this raw rhyme Trying to create the best quadrilogy of all time The fame ticket labels claim they lost mine All because chose not to appeal to the small minds [Chorus](x2) ....I take the songs that I write and I sing for the record like it's never been sung You really expect me to run for the hills, hold my tongue when the reverend comes I'm trying to grow and become the very best Greydon Square I could ever become I wouldn't care if I never blow, I guess a bad plan is better than none [Outro] We have to do work by putting energy into something To create the potential of our own future within that reference frame