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No matter which dimension you fathom me in, I am a constant ratio

Asterisk
Underscore

Ceteris Paribus parable
A parabola rapper am I
Akin to parappa without the beanie cap happily mashing x

Been messing with the rap image since
Cats had dabbled in after effects

Pardon me, Tex
And my 9 millimeter parabellum

Bottlenecking flesh between the pencil skirts
And pretty eyes and pretty hair and
Written verse

The view upon my writtens cursed
The view upon my women cursed

Until it's lifted off of me
Desire's simply in the way

Why try and bother with it anyway?
...

Look...
Get a book and a pen and do better to make my day

Ready to body you I'm a personification of rap game faith

I stay up in the pocket the pick of the pack of the litter a
Most high grace

The political party had started without us
Another one in your place

Notified me they shaking up under the table
And putting it in your face

If you ain't an affiliate making a million look like an uphill race

And all the bandanas together in unity making a whole new race

Seem a little apparent to me that it won't come about at the end of my day

But if I don't
Try to make it a reality
Probably
Seal my fate

Everybody saying they been in my corner
Arriving a bit too late

I ain't drop a tear since 07
Rap saved me in 08

Nine lives
Eighteen years
Thirty six dollar to my name

Seventy two on the report card
Nigga so clever he still get an A

I'm another middle of the road
End of the line start of the day

Follow the way of the underscore
Food of an asterisk on my plate