Rhetorical

CP
Aka Creating Purpose
Aka The Chosen Prediction
Aka Chocolate Paradise
Aka Caucasian Persuasion I don't know we'll figure it out
I'm the shit there it is now there's nothing left to say
I'm not capping I'm just rapping til them crowds can shout my name
I be working you be twerking we are not cut from the same
I'm not perfect I got purpose you can see that in my name
I'm creating I'm not waiting while you slave minimum wage
I let go of all my demons while you grip tightly on sage
You can smudge and still not budge when your soul just keeps in hate
I Be skating rollerblading through all of these streets of Rage
Never had a nemesis this is just my genesis
You all get to witness this I'm like Sonic up in this bitch
Keep my head down while I'm running through the opps
Stacking up my coins so enjoy cause I'll never stop
If I have to make comparisons to prove how long I'll last
I'm like Xbox or PS and you are more like GameCast
Now here's my brain blast
Someone that's coming for fame fast
All other rappers need name tags
I'm loading so fast that the game crash

Back to this shit, My rap has become Efficient
I've mixed in repetition
Now my bars give definition
I mean that's something isn't it
That's rhetorical bitches
Every time I rap it's wrap
I don't see competition
Back to this shit, My rap has become Efficient
I've mixed in repetition
Now my bars give definition
I mean that's something isn't it
That's rhetorical bitches
Every time I rap it's wrap
I don't see competition

My name is CP
But I dubbed that to stand for Creating Purpose years ago
And I think it's time I finally explain that shit
Check it out

Now let's look into yo soul
And show you how I Create Purpose
Your inner child know
When your path has made diversions
You make bank for some unknown
But those who know shit ain't worth it
You're a slave don't even know it
You just label it as working
You clock in for your 40
But you notice very shortly
This shit is not fulfilling
Had some kids with lil shorty
Then you notice that your 40
You were chillin, now there's bills
And you can't be unsupportive
So you fill in for a feeling
Now you're never happy
Til you shoot down a few 40s
Now your body's getting flabby
And it won't go back to sporty
You don't know what to do
But you feeling less important
You never chased your glory
Now this ends up as your story

Back to this shit, My rap has become Efficient
I've mixed in repetition
Now my bars give definition
I mean that's something isn't it
That's rhetorical bitches
Every time I rap it's wrap
I don't see competition
Back to this shit, My rap has become Efficient
I've mixed in repetition
Now my bars give definition
I mean that's something isn't it
That's rhetorical bitches
Every time I rap it's wrap
I don't see competition

I refuse to be the rapper that tells you go get yo money
It ain't fun to be bummy, but burning out ain't so funny
No, This ain't philly and it won't always be sunny
But you can choose to chase your youth
Or get dragged down by the country
I am not in competition with any you bummish rappers
I just open up discussions on topics of things that Matter
Like these are repercussions if you live your life robotic
I'll just call you little Dilbert, I'm sure that you've seen the comic
The goal is now to go wherever you find your soul
Something you should know it won't always be lonely roads
I just had to find my flow piece by piece but now it's whole
I am Johnny from The Outsiders wishing you would Stay Gold
I guess it's human nature to fake it
Rather than take it
I'm talking bout your greatness
Don't want this to be mistaken
You think you get a pass to chase Ass
Like J. Sudeikis
You're a horrible boss
But This is just in the making

Back to this shit, My rap has become Efficient
I've mixed in repetition
Now my bars give definition
I mean that's something isn't it
That's rhetorical bitches
Every time I rap it's wrap
I don't see competition
Back to this shit, My rap has become Efficient
I've mixed in repetition
Now my bars give definition
I mean that's something isn't it
That's rhetorical bitches
Every time I rap it's wrap
I don't see competition

Yeah, I think I figured that shit out



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Writer(s): Christian Patterson
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