I wanna ask y'all a question,

Only take a couple seconds,

No interos or lights and notes,

Not hustlin out confession,

Listen,

Y'all ever have a diminished point of view,

A set of goals that you have,

Unfinished or left unscrewed,

Not even incomplete this is what I mean,

I mean having a dream that wasn't what it would seem,

I mean wanting something but not knowing it's entailings,

Maybe dreaming of a something else or something that's been related,

Leaving you frustrated,

A pain in,

Ain't it,

Sometimes you wish your mind could pick a brushin up and paint it,

Just so you could see the bigger picture,

And what it was meant to be,

That's what I call antienigma,

Let go of mysteries,

Misery,

Coming to you lyrically,

Please hold onto your brain cells,

I'm here to spit at every one,

You'll need some mental help,

Spiritually,

Not here with spirits you're driving DUI,

Cause I influence in fluent,

Spittery,

Uncommon form of literacy,

Listen all I want is just to be an MC,

But I needed to be selfish focus on I,

Cause you need an I in MC to get yourself a mic,

Right,

So I started to focus on myself,

Seeking wealth,

Wealth in respect of this game there's no stealth,

I'm rippin a zip in syrupin jar,

Sippin it raw,

I've been spittin it more,

Sittin from far,

You can listen to bars,

I'm rapping sweeter than ever,

Like I'm sippin syrup every time hence my sugary manner,

That you a fan of,

Sugar hill gang,

I'm not a member,

Nor do I remember,

See that's before my time,

But see I'm spitting with a set of,

Classical type of rhymes,

And a flow of old gold rhythm,

So old and gold you'll need a metal detector and a hearing aid to hear em,

A dissector need to mine out the rhymes and the sublime piece of mind just to clear some,

Space,

A trifecta cause I got 3 wins going straight,

Winning rhymes winning taste,

Winning in life no time wastin,

Placing yourself if my shoes,

You need to grow a pair,

Cause my shoes stuck to my feet,

And your feet don't belong here,

So grow some for yourself grow em right around a perfect fit,

Grow em like the glowing Cinderella bit,

You'll have to find your prince,

To try and slip,

It on and listen no beef but that's kinda feminine,

No sexism but dawg,

I prefer these Jordan 3's with a tick,

Yeah,

I get you wanna see over the dash,

But no high heel can bring you to the height that we at,

Cause firstly this cars driving too fast,

Foot on the gas,

Call me Brian cause oh you cornered at last,

Dead end cul-de-sac,

Call the man tell him hit the sack,

Cause dawg when my rhymes attack,

There's no hope left for you man,

It's ham,

Just like that pink pig,

The opposite of salt,

Which is ironic,

When you thought it,

Cause you're a bit salty,

And you sit with the coppers,

So you oinkin A lot see,

Listen,

I was lying in the start this is a conviction,

I'm spitting 15 minutes over 5 just for some recognition,

I want you to confess that you aint heard a rhyme like this,

With my timeless esque,

No time like the present so please mind my gifts,

I'm opening it now you've heard it for this time I've spent,

Maybe one day you'll confess it if not now then do it when you repent,

These a bars heaven sent,

Not talkin mars,

I'm talking I'm speaking through God,

Cause every night I say prayers,

That's why I never answer to press,

You'll get every answer you need and answers you'll get,

If you listen to the right MC and not a rapper cause you sleeping on us,

Sleep is the cousin of death,

That's what we said,

Lay awake,

Cause without our alarms we would always be late.