ATOMS - Transmissions from Talakad (Case File: Alaska) lyrics

[ALASKA] What started off as fun became a full blown obsession Became a lesson in humility with sk**s in recession I'm guessing there's a learning curve Copernicus turning words It's more like Vanna White life lands a right I'm returning serve He's Arthur Ashe with an artsy splash Partially masked bombast of a drama cla** Part of me asks if Alaska's a common graft The comments of a con man but come on man it's complex math I'm talking good will hunting A blue collar genius over dreamish production I feel I have an ear for it really you need to care for it And feel the way it steers and from there you know if its a tailored fit I like my lines sharp Clean and crisp and reminiscent of fine art With every listen find a hidden rewind part That's scripted from the start because its written in sky charts I'm rinsing off the wisdom of the ancients A twist of modern science some defiant "I ain't playing" sh** Color palette paint kit mixed in my platelets I bleed in technicolor raps that tap into greatness I used to get caught up in perception Like what who might have thought a sort of infection So I went on a walk about. Sit alone and talk it out Distance breeds perspective now the records have been all deloused I've picked out all the lice I hope that will suffice Cause it's literally just a literary device I figure if it's figurative my middle finger figures as A metaphor extended to the sky it's like my Ziggurat Those ain't half steps baby It's steeped in a tradition that was risen in the 80s It's all praises and prayer beads prepared me from the days back When introduced myself as Braniac up on my first track Alaska Master of Braniac, Supafly (Who am i?) I'm the substance that will make your third eye cry (x4)