(Hook by Steez)

Now introducing the superstar

Nah no fancy cars/ends don't stretch too far

In mind he hold the bar(s)/prime when it's time to spar

Whether you want it or not, here comes the superstar

Now introducing the superstar

Nah no fancy cars/ends don't stretch too far

In mind he hold the bar(s)/prime when it's time to spare

Whether he think it or not, he ain't no superstar/

(Verse 1)

Cause after the 5th minute of pursuing fame

He realized he didn't want to be a part of the game

He realized he didn't care how many knew his name

Just wanted to share his heart and hope that some felt the same

A lot of gizmos in his brain/He knew that some were insane

Other mechanisms just wanted the world to change

For better or worse it searched to find the perfect lane

It all works and a verse seems within it's range

Typically converts his thoughts and ideas to tales

Didn't want to be so robotic that it's just show and tell

Ironic? It's what the gadgets on the right entail

And honestly he's just fascinated with Sonic and Tails

So here he goes, living life by the gates of hell

In front of house and a cell, and the bars of a jail

Learning to control his mind so it's functioning well

And have fun making music cause he knows it's a bail

(Bridge)

Here come the superstar/He ain't no superstar

(Verse 3)

Kinda a doom imitation

More an homage with the knowledge of the hell he's creating

Wants his demons to live and thrive in their situation

While his sanity pays off the bills for his education

So where he sits in relation is more spider and super

No web fluid he puts kerosene in his shooters

Places one in each lung/so when the rivals come

Death by fire to all those who thought they could run

Point is, he tryna stay responsible for his power/

While keeping may and mary safe from the demons that cower

Make like 15 an hour/then coup up in his tower

And let his brain go to work while sanity is devoured

And, he actually bends earth not fire

Bay city hero whose power recently acquired

So please wish him good luck as he finds his desire

As a speck on this eartch as universes sit higher/

(Hook)

(Verse 3)

Dorky rapper in chucks/delivery kinda suck

Thinking what he say matter just cause he give s a...

And kinda don't like to cuss

Just when he making a fuss/like he on the back of the bus

Overly complex and cold calculating like Spock

Plus his expositions sound like sermons to his flock

My be too robotic to have heart touching plots/

And too depricating for crown to be a shot at dot

(Actually you know what) Fuck that nigga i spit

Delivery is unique, honesly don't give a shit

Best lyricist you heard and if you ain't getting it

Check rapgenuis.com wehn the tape becomes a hit

Bringing the heavy truths to your town

Best storyteller around/tell Pharrell that I'm bound

Dylan ain't touching this shit and since Lamar name abound/

I'm calling out control verse when you hearing the sound/