[Verse 1]
Between computers and mastery of instrumentation
Pa**ion for creation and patience when it came to my dreams
I only hoped I could grasp it, bout to produce all my rap
While I engineer all the tracks and I still remain pristine
Ain't into barriers or deities, cause I believe in freedom
Of everything that is our cerebrum
Solidified to where it's difficult to change my belief in
Things I believe in, calmest of breeze what I hear when you preachin'
Like .
Shh
Did you hear that?
That's just an emcee
Why would I fear that?
Chances are that cat ain't even kickin' real rap
You should be thankful that somebody's bringing the real back