(ContraDiction)

Ok

It's time to make some room

We're all human, headed

For the tomb, and I call this life

Fast-paced, but the truth is it's zoom'n

It's spring and

The flowers' are blooming

The sky blue, the hours

Are ours for the use'n

Why be sour?

Use your power to improve it

I'm a tool of the movement -

Using what I do to keep

The flame of this oily smooth groove lit

I'm just a new kid whose

So damn ready to lose it

This beat might just do it

I'm chiller than a blizzard

But the sun is shining right through it

I keep positive

Like my pocket's stocked with protons

My craft is a raft

I'm Modest as a Mouse

When I float on

My sweet soul's wandering

Heat waves keep conjuring

Ghosts of good weather

Wondering whether to keep pondering

Ahh, what good did thought

Do an author of good-works?

I'm better off cough'n softly

And passing a J to the Jerks

Cuz they all want the thrill of

A kill in the rap battle

But why have a race

When it's the same horse

That you and I saddle?