[Verse: Dae]

This isn’t Frat Rap

Not Hip Hop

Far from a hot new single about a thrift shop

Not a freestyle, nor a slam poem

Just some shit that I needed to say and so I ran home

To my computer screen

Yeah, I’m a user, So I’m using what I usually

Like to light when I’m in the zone like a 2 to 3

Snipe the Mic with the kind of flow that get ‘em Googly

Google me on 2-C.E

And take a trip

These other rappers is fake as shit

Modern day carpetbaggers; Unattractive as aging tits

The type of plagiarist to write a phrase based on his

And rationalize their passion for lies with rapping to try and make it big

But, if each and of his own is a protagonist

Then what provides the check and balances for how we practice it?

Sorry for the assonance

But as it I’m capitalist

So take it from me

Making money is a labyrinth

Where every way is hazardous

Cost/Benefit Analysis

Best to keep a Dagger with

Like manuals for Masochists

If man began in Nazareth

But planned to land in lavishness

He must not have got it’s men not man that ought be activists

So raise a glass to this

Double back and tag the shit

I said while getting head in bed instead of dropping mastered hits

From Grateful Dead to Passion Pit

I studied every lyricist

Relevant to the elegance evident when you hearing this

Spirit is transient

Body is Self-Aware

Conscious can permeate

The boundaries of wealth and Where - we are

With stealth, I stare, and see far past these helpless hares heralding race as a keycard

I’ll be hard

When I’m 40 and done slamming 40’s

But more importantly

I’m recording to transcend 4D and talk to my future self

Everything you did in a studio you could of done yourself

Stop wasting time denying those who’d love to help

It takes more than one man to indoctrinate the commonwealth

Dae