No matter which dimension you fathom me in, I am a constant ratio
Asterisk
Underscore
Ceteris Paribus parable
A parabola rapper am I
Akin to parappa without the beanie cap happily mashing x
Been messing with the rap image since
Cats had dabbled in after effects
Pardon me, Tex
And my 9 millimeter parabellum
Bottlenecking flesh between the pencil skirts
And pretty eyes and pretty hair and
Written verse
The view upon my writtens cursed
The view upon my women cursed
Until it's lifted off of me
Desire's simply in the way
Why try and bother with it anyway?
...
Look...
Get a book and a pen and do better to make my day
Ready to body you I'm a personification of rap game faith
I stay up in the pocket the pick of the pack of the litter a
Most high grace
The political party had started without us
Another one in your place
Notified me they shaking up under the table
And putting it in your face
If you ain't an affiliate making a million look like an uphill race
And all the bandanas together in unity making a whole new race
Seem a little apparent to me that it won't come about at the end of my day
But if I don't
Try to make it a reality
Probably
Seal my fate
Everybody saying they been in my corner
Arriving a bit too late
I ain't drop a tear since 07
Rap saved me in 08
Nine lives
Eighteen years
Thirty six dollar to my name
Seventy two on the report card
n***a so clever he still get an A
I'm another middle of the road
End of the line start of the day
Follow the way of the underscore
Food of an asterisk on my plate