I keep it offbeat on purpose
Nothing numerical about self-worth
Some hands are helping, but some hurt
Touch me whenever you feel my degrees raise
No retreat needed for going backwards to unlearn whack traits
The need for speaking is sometimes burning, but listening’s always worth it
Is everything that’s ever been written discursive?
It’s you vs. you vs. the way the world is
When it’s my turn, I go inside out, you can’t get inside my CGI
Digital where I’m residing
I feel most minimal when I’m outside hiding
Who am I to compete with the strides of giants?
I can’t lie, to fight for pride points is futile
When fuel meets fire, the result is usually brutal
But at least something got fed, yo, that’s beautiful
My favorite basketball I ever owned had zero grip
Playing in the driveway, one day I shot and slipped
A car came up, passed through quickly, and skid
I dove trying to save it and scraped my knee all on the scalding pavement
Why was the risk so worth it to me as a kid?
Wait, shit, I think it still is
Some days, I don’t think I can even manage
Some days, I think my words, they fall behind me
Some days I, some days I, some days…
I hesitate between stopping for gas and going to the pharmacy first
Some days my bedroom feels like the most enticing landmark on all of planet earth
Mark my words, I talk so curved as flat as I walk on curbs
Rappers real as turf
Your rhymes all turkey, no gravy, I’m tryna see 360
The difference between a taste being herby and dirty
Flavor's what you make it
Tourniquet talk, to be tired is to be tied up in the arms race, you not sturdy
I’ve seen firsthand how delicate a non self-respecting mind is
It sent me reservations and I declined it
I’m only comfortable when I’m flying
I’m only punctual on a dime
I love rhyme, but I could really live without it
You gotta wake up and smell how granular the grind is, I’m about it
Some think the sweet release is the greatest ever end prize
If you ask me right now, it never entered my mind
But on occasion I don’t really feel so death defying
But who am I to dim your silver lining?
I’m a calm escapist looking for signs of life in the golden space
This whole orbit is what my range is, sing it

Man with the master plan
Man with the master plan
Man with the master plan
What man’s got the master plan?

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