AB2TRACT lyrics

[Verse 1]
I treat the game like a rental, I swerve and crash with a pencil
My frame of mind is essential, they see my lines as a stencil
They trace my biblical fire supplied inside of my temple
Just like Osiris, on papyrus, afterlife in my mental
Where I chisel out my language, in my own hieroglyphics
Divide my volume to the masses, like I’m rhyming in physics
That’s why I have that density, my lines define intensity
The letters recreating the equator if you mention me
Yeah, I guess that kinda sh*t’s a special habit
No disrespect to Eminem I’ll never be a rabbit
I got the patience on my side, but I can see you lacking
If you need some extra faith, my brother Gane can read a passage
Nah, who am I to try to the slow the coin
Contagious with a flow, a sickness that your bishop won’t anoint
Shooting up a record just to give my verse a doper point
I break apart the industry before Khalifa smokes a joint
Damn, even my dreams are aggressive
I guess that that’s my body’s way of trying to send me a message
So if you motherf*ckers really have a problem I’m suggesting
That you step up to the mic and use a verse to address it
My Goal is making an impact with a pen, pad and a flow
They say this kid lacks, all the things that make rappers ready to grow
Well, I don’t really care what they did or what they didn’t say
I’m gonna keep on rapping til the day I’m sitting next to sway
[Interlude]
But no matter what happens, never forget your day ones
The people that supported you back when you were sh*t
They're the people that matter, make sure you show love to them
Who gives a sh*t what some random person thinks man, just be yourself

[Verse 2]
Keeping it raw, sticking to the cause
Feeling like Biggie when I’m kicking in the door
Words runs deep like I’m spitting from a boer
Then providing you a rhythm to the written in my core
Gonna cloud your vision like a cataract in action
Need no gang, middle finger to a faction
See the results of a spitter with a passion
Ahead of the curve like A$AP fashion
Yeah, came from a small little place
So I never really thought I was meant to be great
I guess that life just picked an odd fate
I Couldn’t predict the path that I’d take
People start off true but they become fake
Either that or they turn to men that lost faith
Damn, and it’s a goddamn shame
Had so much wax but they couldn’t start a flame
I don’t wanna rap like I used to, uh
I just wanna be myself
I was in a bad place when I started this rap
So I’m never going back to the sh*t that I felt
Taking it back to the days I was happy and ready
To live my life how I want
Now I keep it slow and steady, cuz my flow is heavy
And I spit no cap just like a lowercase font
I see you have to go and drag me down, because I know your rapping was never good
I could say one word for the whole damn song and still do it better than you ever could
Insecure, with a lack of skill, so I guess you’re scared I’ll replace you
Keep talking sh*t, I’m gonna spit it right back and I won’t hesitate to erase you
Time for me to let the grip release
I should give that beat another chance to breathe
Man, They really wanna ask if I killed a verse
I’m like Cardi B I say yes indeed
I got the recipe for an aggressive beef
So I highly doubt you’re gonna mess with me
Man, whether on a wav or an mp3
If I say that I’m winning then you better go agree
I Kill your day, as a way to waste time
Cuz the bass I erase is made of space time
Vacate that plate, I make you taste rhyme
With a Mayday pace I Trace your waistline
Damn, I rap circles around you
No way that you’re gonna go and End me
CNTRL motherf*cker and
You know that I’m not no Sucka MC