(ContraDiction)

Verse 1

I'm sick like Malaria

Stereo flaring, I don't care if ya

Stare or make faces

I'm prepared to break red tape

Like races

Trace this

Pace if you're brave

But I can tell you'll

Go ape-shit if I raise

This while the bass-skips

I'm no racist, but basically

I'm amazing, and y'all are basic

I'm taking space trips just to

Touch base

So y'all can take

The end of your pencils and brace

To erase your raps. and maybe take

A stab at it after I collapse. Hah

Verse 2

No joke though. I'm so stoked

That what I wrote is magic

I'm hoping the rope I climb

Doesn't choke me. That'd be tragic

I'm having a blast crashing

Through like a substitute for

These passive-ass blasphemous

Tracks that trash the chasm

I happened to just pass over

So give me a pass of the mic

Before the nights over

I'm not leaving this mic sober

Over and over you know

That's how it goes

But I'm keeping doors

Open

While yours stays closed

Verse 3

Now I know I said no joke

But honestly

My hearts on my sleeve

When I concede

I'm not as confident as I seem

Here I am

Just a man writing in patterns

Trying to spin a web around me

Like the rings straddling Saturn

I've seen 'em come and go

I've seen the latter turn to stone

Just to crumble from below

And take the floor with it when it goes

No, no more rapping for me

I'm an A who's seen too much buzz

Coming from nothing but B's

Verse 4

Think I was done?

Yeah right - that's class A humor

You think you can cut me out just

Exactly like a tumor? You know rumors

Are nothing but room for improvement

Until everyone who doubted

Listens to you just lose it

Excuse me, this last act

Will be a doozy. So

Go ahead and use me

As I settle into cruise speed

I'm the Bruce Lee of abused

Lyrical tools, see? Ain't

Nobody near me

Ain't nobody can under-the-bar-stool me