The Comeback

Jealous green because your whole view is monetary Monastic boom-bap practice, I'm in the monastery No PhD but if I go hard I'll get an honorary I gotta get over this hump, ride a dromedary But no crying over spilled milk, that's just dairy drama Started rapping in Chicago, guess that's fairly Common Write symphonies with Splice so I can stack some commas Tending bars like a vet I'll be like Jerry Thomas I was bred for hospitality A memory for moments and emotions, my mentality I prefer the absurd, no practice of practicality The connection gives me life, how I find vitality But not virality, I'm on the path for that slow grind You can rush the come up get your likes up in no time I would rather build a strong foundation Cuz my army's coming marching, we'll be flying in formation Do my dream til I drop Float like cream to the top Blowin' steam pressure pops I'mma fiend never stop My twenties never roared But now I'm in my 30s, wings spread, now I soar Pouring Ribbons to the sidewalk from the fourth floor You don't need keys if you look for the open doors And opportunities. I thrive under scrutiny Build up this community when I speak with impunity Paint a vivid picture with my bars, I spit beautifully Wordplay's my second language, I speak fluently Straight shooter, there's no foolling me Your bullshit's for the bird, and I'm flying duty free My grammar isn't to standard, well shit, that's new to me Give me two seconds, and I'll consult my two degrees I'mma carve this inner sanctum Scrape the seeds from my soul so I could bank some Preacher offered me the blood of Christ so I drank some Devil at my door, I say Asalamalakum Do my dream til I drop Float like cream to the top Blowin' steam pressure pops I'mma fiend never stop