Creative Mind Frame:

Yo, we getting down with the vibes man, in the present or the past we on the rise man

They despise me you cannot hang like a clothes rack, I'm a 10 like tithings already know that

The the flow that ya boy has gone and shown that, no matter what situation is I see no blow back

But as we go back yeah we find things, the EXP has eClipsed all of the grinding

But now we like an edible egg, we ain’t conventional gents we just incrеdible yes

On thesе tracks yo I'm making a mess, drop a scat like my name was Kadesh

Kadesh Flow:

That's a roast that I can only accept, down for bros and homies to jest

We in this game together trusting the process, and always honing respect

They’re watching, worried bout how long we're taking

Wishing we'd cut corners for elevation like a Boeing exec, that's advice I chose to deflect

Just being honest, I had to look at my fears and find a path beyond 'em

Been on this journey since college days, since brothers tried to say

I would be better off being Black and Greek like Giannis

Built my own path, I'm on track

It has its twists and turns but I stay on it, this game can bring diversity of people you can bond with

Know some folks climbing the corporate ladder, and know fiends pushing keys like Harry Connick

Either way I'm trying to Barry Bonds it, homer too much

By that I mean I wanna make hits and shoot up, the charts that is

Touch hearts ya dig, but battles in this game can be hard to win

Good thing I know a few cheat codes, not button patterns

I'm speaking of people we know, in this fight against evil

Vibes refreshing like a sip of Pellegrino

Creative Mind Frame:

I’m the illest on the track when it come to the games, whether top or number one it’s all one in the same

Watching heads turn spinning bird kick, and if you didn't know you gonna learn quick

No matter what we press on like a panini, slicing any blockers in half like a bikini

It’s easy, we out getting bread but never sleazy, no cover girls on the track but we stayin' breezy

My hairline is receding my swag I'm never ceding, the music in my soul is the thing I'm always feeding

Ya boy always level up stocking power, they call me Eli I’m the best by every hour mane