Mad Rapper Rant

These dudes wanna make it, but I just wanna make it better

They wanna divide and I'm tryna unify to get hip hop together

It's not even about cheddar

No amount of currency can move me mentally from where I stand currently

Inadvertantly my verses are certainly worthy

I thoroughly invest in these lines like I'm tryn to get coke high

I wont lie, it gets frustratin to hear these basic rappers on mixtapes

And they get deals like they flippin through newspaper coupon pages

Im so far gone Drake shit

While loopin up the soul of KRS

I laid yall, rest

So if they never invest, my confidence will still be obvious

Or blatant like the attitude of an impatient girl kept waitin'

So I'm left waitin' on my shot like a chemo patient

I'll be more/B more patient like I'm sittin in an office at Johns Hopkins

I won't stop it

Even if I run out of options like I'm Tommy Frazier and Abdul Muhammad

Some dudes get blinded by the fame, so they're one track minded

But what they don't realize is that the game gets set back by that one track

Who wan bet that if I got on tracks and said shit absurd, that I'd prolly be heard

I'm largely disturbed by those impertinent verses

You know, those one's where they swagged out w/ their cash out

Shit makes me wanna lash out til they pass out

I'm tryna quantify all the shit that I'm mad bout

I'll just say plenty or infinitely many

I'm seething evidently

But all you can see with that evidence, is that I'm better than

And you weak dudes won't even equal to my sequel

My word play is lethal and your weapons are less than

This was expected I'm blessed man

A Letter To My Unborn Daughter

Good morning baby girl. Daddy has been waiting on you awhile now.

I can imagine that in your descent to this planet, there are many things that will make you smile now.

But my grin from ear to ear is in anticipation of this very moment. And this moment is in great need of but one component.

The smile of a face that would send chills down my spine

One created from the face of your moms and mine

Though Mom hasn't been chosen, you're still on my mind

The thought of your presence is the reason I grind

I take heed of wisdom that father's suggest

So your life will mirror that of a princess

I'm all ready to shelter you from the chill of this cold world

No matter your age, you'll still be Daddy's baby girl

Though the discipline might make you dislike Dad for sometime

Just know it's with Love that I whoop your behind

And when you're all grown up it'll be hard to rest

Just knowing the values I've instilled will be put to the test

But I'm sure you would say don't worry 'cause you're not the others

And you'll pass those tests with flying colors

So I sit here with the impatient anticipation of a father

And since I don't know you're name yet

I'll address this To My Unborn Daughter

And when you finally arrive, you'll know when you see me

'Cause I'll probably be the first smiling face that you see

Past those outstretched legs will be the face of your father

And I end this Letter To My Unborn Daughter.