Take Me Back

Yo, I can't lie, this feels like a lonely planet
Up for echelon of skilled next-level talent
Not many understand it, so I got some explaining to do
Hold up, let me hit it another like me
Probably not a human being
Might be a little blind, maybe hard of hearing
But will depend when I describe what I'm feeling
Not many singing me, nah, nope, they can't

Replace the cape with a fresh pair of kicks
Still fly, so that superpower fits
The origin is when I was a kid
I started noticing, maybe I'm a lot different
Then one fateful night, I blazed the mic
Fire, made the whole stage ignite
Super more than a rhyme writer
Against crooks and liars, I'm a crime fighter

Ooh, oh, you need to
Ooh, oh, you need to
Ooh, oh, you need to
Ooh
Take me back

Crash-landed from space in the '80s
Planet Brooklyn, fast little baby
I was founded for a green park, wrapped in dapodan
My first words were, "Remind, never clap your hands"
Coulda sworn I was born for a rack of fans
Put the last four letters in the African
My walker had turntables on it
Couldn't even write, had sinus in the bonnet

Thought I was a comet, still no reasoning
Hear wack shit and start weakening
Lately, I've been working on a bite of proof soup
'Cause a lot of y'all rap's just a bunch of goof troops
Skills that could leap over bills for the bills
Things all made out of tape from the reels
Take what I feel and I fill up pages
Skills up, still tucked, rappers are in danger

Ooh, oh, you need to
Ooh, oh, you need to
Ooh, oh, you need to
Ooh
Take me back

Take me back