change
I get up and change
My profession is changed
The Outfit I do change
And my lifestyle is getting changed
But for me nothing's gonna change (Nope)
People always told me I was strange
I want to change the world not just me
Put on a sober flow, yeah this is me
Can't you see I am the best without a degree
Unknown now but soon everybody is going to know my pedigree
As it is time for change I'm no longer an optician
Therefore I wonder am I ready for the collision
Of those two worlds I know great minds think alike
No more omission here now that's why I only need a mic
For the booth in my studio
To record all of my audio
To get a chance at the radio
In the end I'm gon' be a ceo
From an optician to a rapper
As I thought it could not get any better
From an optician to a rapper
Ya'll thought I could not even write a letter
If I am a nerd than that's a sheldon thing
Dying inside more often then in elden ring
If I am hungry I get me a chicken wing
Maan I love pussies can you hear all those kitten sing
However I do not really need care
Whatever I do all of them just stare
Whenever I do walk up to the stair
Whoever listens talk to them with my flair
My voice it brings light in here
Hence banning this nightmare
I am dreaming of a fair share
I am going to be one of a kind so rare
That's why I flow in the studio
While recording all of my audio
So I have a chance at the radio
And finally become my own C E O
From an optician to a rapper
As I thought it could not get any better
From an optician to a rapper
Ya'll thought I could not even write a letter
Most mumble words
Me I spit
Clearly on fire (Hot)
I am so lit
Really need the money
So give me the quid
Like a bee producing honey
I will never ever quit
Like a lot of pollen I am enjoying the ride
Let's get serious now so I pull it to the side
The image on the phone (next) like I was on tinder
The edge of the zone (Axed) am I out of timber
No
(I am not groot)
You like the song? o o o obviously 'cause of the flute
Use it how?
To plant my roots
And in the years to come
I reap I reap I reap the fruits
(From an optician to a rapper)
(As I thought it could not get any better)
(From an optician to a rapper)
(Ya'll thought I could not even write a letter)
My profession is changed
The Outfit I do change
And my lifestyle is getting changed
But for me nothing's gonna change (Nope)
People always told me I was strange
I want to change the world not just me
Put on a sober flow, yeah this is me
Can't you see I am the best without a degree
Unknown now but soon everybody is going to know my pedigree
As it is time for change I'm no longer an optician
Therefore I wonder am I ready for the collision
Of those two worlds I know great minds think alike
No more omission here now that's why I only need a mic
For the booth in my studio
To record all of my audio
To get a chance at the radio
In the end I'm gon' be a ceo
From an optician to a rapper
As I thought it could not get any better
From an optician to a rapper
Ya'll thought I could not even write a letter
If I am a nerd than that's a sheldon thing
Dying inside more often then in elden ring
If I am hungry I get me a chicken wing
Maan I love pussies can you hear all those kitten sing
However I do not really need care
Whatever I do all of them just stare
Whenever I do walk up to the stair
Whoever listens talk to them with my flair
My voice it brings light in here
Hence banning this nightmare
I am dreaming of a fair share
I am going to be one of a kind so rare
That's why I flow in the studio
While recording all of my audio
So I have a chance at the radio
And finally become my own C E O
From an optician to a rapper
As I thought it could not get any better
From an optician to a rapper
Ya'll thought I could not even write a letter
Most mumble words
Me I spit
Clearly on fire (Hot)
I am so lit
Really need the money
So give me the quid
Like a bee producing honey
I will never ever quit
Like a lot of pollen I am enjoying the ride
Let's get serious now so I pull it to the side
The image on the phone (next) like I was on tinder
The edge of the zone (Axed) am I out of timber
No
(I am not groot)
You like the song? o o o obviously 'cause of the flute
Use it how?
To plant my roots
And in the years to come
I reap I reap I reap the fruits
(From an optician to a rapper)
(As I thought it could not get any better)
(From an optician to a rapper)
(Ya'll thought I could not even write a letter)
Credits
Writer(s): Reinhold Hetlinger
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