​i’m not a rapper

[Intro]
You see, what people fail to realize is that (Man, what's up?)

[Verse 1]
I'm not a rapper, I'm an artist
See I can paint an empty canvas with a can of peas
And make it make sense
If you not making dollars, it don't make sense
Wait a minute, while I'm talking I can't pay rent
But I can pay attention to you (I can pay attention)
I can write a thesis paper about your statement
Then go staple on your ankles for you
I can sew the hole in your jeans with one word, haha, K-mart
They got some nice clothes, I'm a walking typo
Pour milk before my cereal just like a psycho (He's crazy)
I'm not a rapper, I'm an artist
I can-I can walk a tightrope, playing a piano with my eyes closed
Because I am not a rapper, I'm an artist
I can go save Jack in a all black Maybach and save that I wanna rap the film just because I farted (Uh, excuse me)
'Cause I am not a rapper I'm an artist I can have the best fit in the room just by shopping at Target (Six dollar shirts?)
Because I am not a rapper, I'm an artist
I can pull up with some Timbs and a beater in a Charger
'Cause I am not a rapper, I'm an artist
If I don't got autotune, I use my fan as autotune
Because I am not a rapper, I'm an artist
I create on the spot, just like Crayola, I create on the spot
Because I am not a rapper, I'm an artist
I can duct tape the rapture and then turn it to a statue just so it'll never stab me
'Cause I'm fabulous, immaculate, a fire-spitting dragon
Got to throw a Pokeball just to catch me, just to catch 'em like Ash
'Cause I am not a rapper, I'm an artist
I can skip a rock, and make a flock of birds put on different socks
The rush that have you beating up your hands, who you feeding with your lies?
They come and beat up your mans too
Because I am not a rapper, I'm an artist
I can call up The Rock, just to ask him to move a rock (Move a rock)

[Verse 2]
I walk the life of an artist, I'm not a rapper
They call me Goodman, I'm in the hood, man
I'm feeling good man, in this hood, man
Just wishing that a mother-lover would, man
I'll have him looking stupid like this dude is when he pushing a push door
'Cause I am not a rapper, think you heard what I said
I'm paying people just to make up my bed
'Cause I can't make up my mind 'bout where the pillows go
Welcome to the mind of an artist, we got to think twice 'bout everything
Rewrite like everything, see sights, like everything
We're married to our craft, no cheese, need a wedding ring
It's hard to pick one item at the store, we want everything
We onto better things, I'm getting better than better
Feeling better than ever, feel like Floyd in this weather
'Cause I can write a book with the dirt off a shovel
Because I'm way much clever than the average
So you bet I bet on myself, yeah, you bet I put the bid on myself
Because I'm feeling myself, found a lesson in the pantry, it was right on the shelf
Next to the excuses and procrastinating eggs
Did y'all hear what I said? Oh, they didn't hear what I said
Oh, this I said, I said I am not a rapper, I'm an artist
I can stutter and still make it make sense
Saying if you not making dollars, you don't make no sense
'Cause how you seeking wealth, but the knowledge on your wallet is bent?
I said I am not a rapper, I'm an artist
I am not a rapper, I'm an artist
I am not a rapper, I'm an artist
I am-I am not a rap [?], no
I am a freaking artist, I am just a (Huh, quit it)
I am just a (What?)
I am just (Wait), I am not a rapper, I'm an artist
I am not a rapper, I'm an artist
I am not a rapper, don't compare it to no rapper
I'm an artist, I'm a

[Outro]
Oh, you thought that was it?
Sike, buddy, we back at it (Let's get to it)
Give me the whole world on my shoulders and I hold it like boulders
And I think I'm getting older than the average Joe
Keeper than the average joke
I'm at my peak like a [?] go-round
And there's a new kid in town, and I'm here to stay
Like the sauce in the fridge, but wait a minute
Let me show you, how really saucy I am because
If rapping was a sport on a court, I'd break 'em
Shake egg and steak, I'll beat the game up like it's bacon
Wait a minute, somebody get a bodybag for that man
Vocal cords, man, I flow of course, fidget spinner flow, of course
I'm the village hidden in the leaves, talking the show, of course
Yeah, you know, of course, I be flowing like the snow, of course, uh, uh
I'm unpredictable, like my syllables, I'm indivisible
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