Way Out

I'm... Way out this atmosphere
But I bring that homegrown flow that you just have to hear
Witness says my rap appearS, to have the knack of mass appeal
But my craft is napping on me see because I lack a deal...
And if you listen to the images I vividly envision
And portray on a portrait
Trials and tribulations of triumph, victory, and forfeit
Tales of hip hop like the haRe, but that of tortoise
I sea the world for what it is, I'm not an orka
Not a gimmick, exuding for simple grimaces
Or still images for that of facebook, Twitter, or Pinterest
But For artistic value... expression
For it's the only things I've interest
And so I interject
I made my name by blasting off, smoke trails blazing, wood grains, shots taking and making it like it's basketball
And after all, we all play the game, because we have to ball
Up late chasing my dreams
I never lateral
Busting through opposition limbs and breaking clavicles
Masterful with my craft, but savage like an animal
Holy mackerale, salute the battle cuz
The tactical space admirals back and to make capital
Vacation in cape canaveral, don't work
I makeshift
Drive them rhymes, line by line, and make cents
Fueled by resilience, passion, talent, patience
I live by chasing paper, sacrificing creation
And say this
Not a gimmick, exuding for simple grimaces
Or still images for that of facebook, Twitter, or Pinterest
But For artistic value... expression
For it's the only things I've interest
And so I interject
I made my name by blasting off, smoke trails blazing, wood grains, shots taking and making it like it's basketball
And after all, we all play the game, because we have to ball
Up late chasing my dreams...