Diffrent Mind
I'm like Socrates philosophy
With my hypothesis
I think theologically
Not conforming to veracity
People make me stiffen like rigamortis
Disagree like Rick and Morty
My talents hereditary
I'm blacker then February
Writing my rhymes like it's straight out the dictionary
Made with Immaculate Conception like it was from mary
People say my styles outdated like a blackberry
Then I go out and date a blackberry
Cause the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice
The blacker the thought the deeper the roots
People don't know I exist like a hypothetical situation
It doesn't add up like a mathematical equation
Don't touch me with a hazmat and that's that
Rapidly dashing like Dancer on Christmas Eve
Hypnotically, psychotically
Killing on some beats
I'll fill in the blanks like a cavity
Ya'll last longer than an iPhone battery
Mess with me and I'll go commit battery
Try 21 times can't match my savagely
I'm starving in this game
So I have malnutrition
You want to be a musician
You better get a magician
Humanity romanticly dressing danger up scantly
Hiding in vanity like I'm covered in magazines
Ya'll dropping the ball like it's New Years Eve
I know I'm the king so where's my queen
Ya'll blind to the facts so where's the smoke machine
With my hypothesis
I think theologically
Not conforming to veracity
People make me stiffen like rigamortis
Disagree like Rick and Morty
My talents hereditary
I'm blacker then February
Writing my rhymes like it's straight out the dictionary
Made with Immaculate Conception like it was from mary
People say my styles outdated like a blackberry
Then I go out and date a blackberry
Cause the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice
The blacker the thought the deeper the roots
People don't know I exist like a hypothetical situation
It doesn't add up like a mathematical equation
Don't touch me with a hazmat and that's that
Rapidly dashing like Dancer on Christmas Eve
Hypnotically, psychotically
Killing on some beats
I'll fill in the blanks like a cavity
Ya'll last longer than an iPhone battery
Mess with me and I'll go commit battery
Try 21 times can't match my savagely
I'm starving in this game
So I have malnutrition
You want to be a musician
You better get a magician
Humanity romanticly dressing danger up scantly
Hiding in vanity like I'm covered in magazines
Ya'll dropping the ball like it's New Years Eve
I know I'm the king so where's my queen
Ya'll blind to the facts so where's the smoke machine
Credits
Writer(s): Keith Queener Jr
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