[Verse 1]

Name another packing this much inside a melody

Secluded, but when I emerge you’ll get a better me

I’d rather die alone, than to, without a legacy

You, would rather brag about fools committing felonies

Truth, just gets ignored

In lyrics, a bigger penalty

Screw a hologram my music fulfills my memory

...those aren't stars they’re galaxies that you’re looking at

I knock planets out of their orbit with a wooden bat

...what do you see when look at rap?

Just a hook and crap?

We weren’t impressed so we took it back

I blame everyone who didn’t demand a better sound

The new generation, the elders even let us down

..too hip hop for the community

Too secular for the hip hop community to know what to do with me

They foolishly underestimated what I created

Now they hate it

Enraged the outcast became the favorite

[Hook]

You would've thought that things would've changed but

They still sell us saviors

And still let em weigh us down

You’d think we’re just a link in a chain but

They still separate us

And still want to break us down

We’re still on a journey in the making

Our purpose for the shaping

That’s not too late to turn around

Don’t let em put the world in the matrix

Control the information

Exposing the game in town

[Verse 2]

I specialize in particle physics and time folds

I got numbers big enough to swallow a god whole

When I rap I spit a fifth state of matter in fact

I’m Black Bolt. Speech is the most lethal weapon I pack

One whisper in your direction would put you through a mountain

Boil the water underneath you and cook you in a fountain

You ain't no where in the multiverse that I’m found in

Even though I've searched clusters and star systems by the thousands

They challenged me to tune a verse

To the perspective view of the elders of the universe

See if you could do it first

To move the earth using words isn't too absurd

Especially if you’re used to moving tools to the lunar surface

The fool emerges

From the school with a dual purpose

As a teacher but also tool merchant

...wander the globe disarming his foes

With his heart held within his palm, his karma enclosed

...his aura glowing orange and gold

And he can calm anybody who says that they aren't sold with a poem

...this is his mission, to live as a musician as you listen

To him converting parsecs into inches

...a reward for a brain that’s info seeking

Ten more reasons for him to study and then he’ll leave em’

A leap into the unknown they might honor

To go and infiltrate the next globe with life on her