Lucid

Coming from the middle of the Midwest I'm the best dressed I came to impress Miss America I'm qued up next Gimme the mic is this thing on I've already been going for like five while songs Does my fifteen minutes of fame start now Or do I have some time for they bite my style I'm going wild like Taz I'm bout to spaz Leader of the New School I'm at the top of my class This is my lucid dream I control the scene Cut you outta frame like hair with no shaving cream I'm the director your merely a spectator Can't join the game if you not even a player Working summer jobs burns my inner soul Just another road block on the way to my goals So I hit a left and dodge all the debris This detour is still leading me to the money I mean hey like what can say I know I make this rap stuff look so easy Id rather get paid to lay raps on tracks Its way better than breaking my back For a company that's wack and could give Less of a decimal of a f*ck if I died or gave up I don't think they smoke dope but now they stuck I caught em frozen in the moment like a Polaroid picture Got em shaken you mistaken you think I'm sticking with cha I'll cherish this moment for the rest of eternity Got the last laugh cause you thought they wouldn't notice me Now I'm on top And now you prolly praying I eventually flop I can't be stopped I'm a runaway motive Keep your space niggas really got COVID Hide your face cause I read your motives From a simple expression My gift from God is I'm good at perception