Released on October 27, 2015

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And even if I don't make dollars I can still make sense

Emcees are phony

Acting like they got skills show me

Nowadays all I hear and see

Are gats bitches and money

Indelibly this rap left his mark in the industry

Cause it's my specialty to carefully lay rhymes in harmony

Desperately rappers try to rap

Most of them sound wack

Mentally retarded lost in their reveries

Your only remedy try to copy me

Cause essentially rhyming's only about rhythmic assisted poetry

Most important y'all need a better reason than plenty weed

To express expose complexity of rhyming legacy

Nowadays everybody wanna be an emcee

A DJ a B-boy without knowing no history you kidding me

I stack lyrics than enemies retreat

Cause my deep physic got more complexity than a brain of a human being

My chemistry ain't based on temerity

So I don't fucking care if they don't mention me on MTV

Optimistic expectancy that fills my body make me happy

Insecurity stress in the path it's reality

But it's good cause it challenge me to compete and get better

Meet my alter ego on this paper but danger

I'm becoming more clever

My mind start to spark like a taser

My labor purely mental and fade all the faker

Amplify oscillate or switch the flow like a transistor

The vapor of the green that scares your neighbors

Help you feel my flavor

Nature is the only thing we have but we let her down for profit

This for me make no sense it's simply ill logic

It's only because of money

That created imaginary debt and then created slavery

It's so simple why can't you see

The truth ain't on TV or magazines

Those two just gave me the motivation

To blow up the spot like gasoline

Scream when the dream team of rap

Enter the scene like Craig Mack

Lack of logic show why you rely and feed on a stack of contract

Based on greed and wackness instead of facts

So stop acting like you got something to say on your track

Cause the emperor of rap delete the wack crap with the real rap

My attack slack emcees with lack of knowledge

When I rap with factual and actual rhymes you hear that

And even if I don't make dollars I can still make sense

Even if

And even if I don't make dollars I can still make sense