[Intro]

Yo, yo, yo, yo, uhhh, Man with a Plan, ey, yo, look, uh, ey

[Verse 1]

Yo whats up family, how’s the wife and kids

Are you all satisfied with your reasons to live?

Man, I hope your answer is

“Yeah, bro, nothing but bliss!

We have plans, we make moves

Family dinners, socks and shoes

Normalcy, that’s the move

Got the life all planned out, what it do?”

And then I’ll reply, “Son, I’m glad to hear it

Keep living life regular and don’t ever fear it

My heart’s full of joy but I’m nowhere near it

I’m lost in imagining albums, books, and lyrics

Basically, devoting myself to art

My past dreams of normalcy have fallen apart

I once walked in another man’s shoes

I saw a possible future, and not to be rude

But I knew what I knew and I know what I know

And yo, all those dreams had to go

Maybe I’m a kid at heart, developmentally slow

But life’s a game to me, son, and I’m gonna play it

I’ve thought it for so long, but now imma up and say it

Music I’ve heard, toys I’ve played with

Games I’ve consumed, people I’ve stayed with

Have inspired me and damn me if I’m patient

I’ve gotta go and get it while the fire in me’s hungry

Imma keep on feedin it some artwork and lunchmeat

I need to grow and show some folks my dreams are never dying

So imma dedicate myself and not consider not trying"

Double negative from the double positive poet

I’m awkward and authentic, hope I don’t blow it

I use the tools I was handed, I’m grateful I’m me

I’m not on fleek, but I’m on some thoughts deep

Deep deep deep deep

[Verse 2]

Smooth with the spicy orange

Moving with the jacket quick

Pencil sitting, grabb-ed it

Bloom the rings, tuned magically

Soon the things moved happily

Moving soon, been had the Drake

Wrote the rest, moved past the mate

Cooper Sterling’s practice takes

Copped the things, heard past the great

Illuminous blings shone lavishly

Scooped the bars in habit state

Imagining massive drapes

Mind concealed unwinded yields

Mine fields upon minus fields

Signs stealed up the rhyme deal

Blindly, the tongue tied steel

With electricity and grace

Hit the bless-ed people in the face

With the sound waves that my lips draped

Listed lines in least but one take

I’m at least done trying to evade

Crossed my mind on a basis daily

Made my lyrics of rap my baby

Made my lyrics of rap, baby!