"They say write what you know, but I write what I'm worth So I'm penning my future while I'm fighting this verse..." [Verse 1] Weight of the world? I eight it then ate it Create new gates while they're gate-keepin' basic I'm outstanding in my field - scarecrow flow Crowd growing wild cause I'm out standing in these shows Making major moves, but they're minor details Mining for gold while my mind never derails Weather every storm till I'm whether or not Better get better 'fore the weather gets hot I present presence like presents unwrapped My essence is present tense, tensions adapt Past passed too fast, future's coming at last Ask task masters why their master tasks crash I'm cent-sational, sensational sense Essential presence with presidential presents Reality checks bounce, I cash in dreams Flash with the pen while I dash through schemes [Hook] Word to the wise, I'm wise to the words (Playing with phrases) Phrases got phases, pages got birds (Flying through changes) Change what you see, see what you change (Vision gets clearer) Clear out the rain, reign in the range (Getting severer) [Verse 2] Serial killer flows - I'm cereal for breakfast Theory'll heal those who're sterile with exits Principal principles, printing printables Mint condition while I'm minting the minimal I rock bottom like geology tops Know-it-all knowledge while psychology drops Current currency currently running concurrent Occurrence recurring while currents get turbulent Scale these notes like a musician's weight Fisher-man's tale got official mandate Official fish'll make efficient bait Efficient officials efficiently wait Prophet for profit, complex compounds Next steps stepping while the context bounds Bound by bounds but I'm out of bounds Crown sounds profound when the crowd's downtown [Bridge] [stripped to piano] See, sight's a site for sore eyes to see Four scores and seven severs set free Core corps enforce the forceful foresight More wars wage on but I forge fore right [Verse 3] Light years ahead but the years feel light Peer through peers till the fears feel right Write right rites, ritual writing Righteous right turns while rivals are righting Wrong rights write songs in the dead of knight Dead of night brings bred insight to light Slight slight-of-hand, sleight thoughts expand Freight weight of great states can't wait to land Patient patients waiting patiently Ancient agents aging gracefully Face the faces facing factually Place the paces pacing practically Time flies? Nah, I pilot the clock File the styles while I'm styling the flock Mile trials while profiling the block Dial trials but I'm smiling through talk [Outro] "Word is bond, but bonds mature So I'm compound interesting while they're counting interest"
