Grievances, Pt. 1 (feat. J.$pirit)

Ya got a problem you should write a grievance Doubt is something that I don't believe in Telling me to quit I cannot be obedient My hustle the only thing I am in allegiance to I've been in a mood Dodging all the feuds Versatile in my movements got 'em all confused The weak one was the old me I'm feeling brand new They cannot control me making my own moves I can smell a quality like potpourri Parse its many facets in a person's personality I will feed you epithets and neologisms Along with sweat-accrued wisdom So I can fully color prism of humanity Oneirivores in this world rampant Churning all the butter for their feast of dreams I shed no tears, used quill to lament And as a shield I wrote through reams New texts from old foes Kept no grudge But I got no response to compose So nothing to budge Just don't see the purpose Trying to force a kiss on corpse's toes Ya got a problem you should write a grievance Doubt is something that I don't believe in Telling me to quit I cannot be obedient My hustle the only thing I am in allegiance to The same bandwagon that they jump on to belt out your name Is the same one that they'll pull from under you with noose around your neck So you ask why I regard insults and compliments the same 'Cause the tune they hum might shift but hands that tie the rope don't change You can find me meditating Peace became my medication This a brand new dedication To my future elevation Not worried 'bout the destination Yes I'm still so anti-famous Only worried 'bout the payment Underground we shake the basement Bars so hard they break the pavement 'Bout to break the pavement up Flow like water Turn to slaughter Work out for the pump The speakers going crazy don't you ever interrupt If you hating on the boy then the violence might erupt Ya got a problem you should write a grievance Doubt is something that I don't believe in Telling me to quit I cannot be obedient My hustle the only thing I am in allegiance to When a conversation ends, please allow it And check in with the other person talking Time vampires will do the opposite And suck you dry if you grant allowance Vicarious boasters Dinner toasters Who speak too much on others' accolades There is only so much time a swordsman Can talk about other swordsmen's blades And the window's even smaller For the laymen, gleaning worth, from the news relayed Presumptuous, who tell me that they know me so well They say they know how I am, and that's the truth that they sell They claim in conversation that they've made an accurate evaluation Similar to, a kindergartner, bringing a plane, to show and tell Constitutive excluders Drunk on clannish mentalities Predicating identities on distorted realities And I'm just getting started Plenty more to discuss But I will let you all ponder this first