Sssshhhhh put your ear to the ground

There's a new sound in town

To be found out through stand out kids who know what's going down

Going up, to be real, til I get crowns, no toupees

I'll come down in ashes, and other rappers are Pompeii

And the beats there too, in the living room of some old Italianos

Make careers cut to black like the end of the sopranos

They're good because they've had enough

I'm good because I'm good at it

Goods are never good enough

Possessions are not what matters

But to have everything is better than to lack

So I made it my mission on thIs earth to give back

Be it through lyrics or economics, development or charity

I want to raise the lower end of the income disparity

And while we're introspective like awkward kids at a formal

Thoughts of rapping distract me from studying. Is that normal?

Damn I'm different, in a world of world's ends I'm talking globe

In a world of girls' ends, I'm talking smile, eyes, and nose

In a world of pretend, I'm letting facts dictate my poems

In a world of defense, I tell my boys to keep scoring

My lyrics are my story and my story is my lyrics

I'm dream chasing, dream catching, Navajo spirits

Yeah I'm catching 'em, catching up, With every line I'm casting out

They're reeling while I'm reeling in, this is the sound they're asking 'bout

It's panning out, with Manna now, plans secure like I'm patted down

Heard of this animal? I'm secret menu, in and out

So clean it's anti-bacterial

Sweeter than your favorite cereal

Spirit so high it's ethereal

Sphere of influence so large you can call it imperial

Ariel, career is still tony hawk underground

In the paint, so we're not around

And you can shoot threes all you want

But you'll never have our style, yeve st. Laurent

Burque's lebron

But never transfer to the southeast

I keep my words straight, I'm a mouth piece

And there's no beef, I have mouth peace

Words stay hot, I have a mouth fleece

Experiment and refine my style

Until it's recognized as the finest style

I won't hide behind my bars like a criminal

Yeah my words leave an impression, not subliminal

I can make 'em mean something like algo in Spanish

Or I can make 'em shallow, like the divers can't manage

Fans talk, I'm getting buzz like I'm 2 to 3 drinks in

They're creating a network and I'm trying to be Linkdin

I want staying power, just liked I was inked in

No pyramid schemes, a monument with no hijinks in

Lay it down large, you could say I'm sphinxing

Whitest rapper on the plah-nit, I'll let that reference sink in