Leaving this place, only way they gon' learn.
They just wanna tell me what ain't worth.
Ascending away from this place they call earth.
When I wanna rap, that's the only time I return.
I'm outta here, so dont ask me to make a u-turn.
These songs are my scars, and when you hate em, it makes em burn.
So now we gotta deal with internal problems and open wounds.
And that includes all 6 of my different moods.
But like I said, my levitation can mean I'm above the game, its magic.
I got passion, when I show up to the scene people panic.
Imagine, all the tricks I got, I reak havoc.
Drastic, we keep it PG but we can get graphic.
Dramatic, you already know these songs can be tragic.
Organic, my style, something you never seen before likes its jurrasic.
Automatic, when I walk in the building I shock you, making your hair static.
Tactic, is keeping it real, that's how I get rid of the traffic.
Hispanic, but they wanna label me white, ain't that classic?
Haha, levitating above of the rhymes, that's not fading.
Write so much my hands feel off, yet I can still talk, my heads aching.
They cant stop me from spittin', that's never changing.
Leaving this place, only way they gon' learn.
They just wanna tell me what ain't worth.
Ascending away from this place they call earth.
When I wanna rap, that's the only time I return.
They been tryna take me down, I ain't giving up my legacy.
You just wanna pride fall me because of your jealousy.
Like I said my style jurrasic, so we ain't the same pedigree.
These people so fake, the hating that I'm winning, when I write a line they like "lemme see".
This is my therapy. I dont care what you think, Dusphoria is my identity.
It must be painful to witness me winning like pregnancy.
... wait... lol hahaha.
Lemme bring it back, I could keep doing this all day, ain't loose my integrity.
I'm off this planet, so they cant assassinate me like Kennedy.
Hating that they love rapping my songs and the melodies.
Real, I'm always keeping it real, real is the recipe.
They say pain is a prison, I dont know what was my felony.
But even my pain cant kill me and my longevity.
Especially since I readily can bar anybody heavily.
They call me ugly, brand me with Penelope, until I curse them with leprosy.
Rap is a necessity for me, I wont retire until I'm seventy.
Even when I die, these songs will be locked into a treasury for the memory.
This is my remedy, funny they love someone who's not steadily mentally.
...
Haha.
I make elevator music right? Lol.
Leaving this place, only way they gon' learn.
They just wanna tell me what ain't worth.
Ascending away from this place they call earth.
When I wanna rap, that's the only time I return.
