Dopamine Notes

[Verse 1] Name another packing this much inside a melody Secluded, but when I emerge you’ll get a better me I’d rather die alone, than to, without a legacy You, would rather brag about fools committing felonies Truth, just gets ignored In lyrics, a bigger penalty Screw a hologram my music fulfills my memory ...those aren't stars they’re galaxies that you’re looking at I knock planets out of their orbit with a wooden bat ...what do you see when look at rap? Just a hook and crap? We weren’t impressed so we took it back I blame everyone who didn’t demand a better sound The new generation, the elders even let us down ..too hip hop for the community Too secular for the hip hop community to know what to do with me They foolishly underestimated what I created Now they hate it Enraged the outcast became the favorite [Hook] You would've thought that things would've changed but They still sell us saviors And still let em weigh us down You’d think we’re just a link in a chain but They still separate us And still want to break us down We’re still on a journey in the making Our purpose for the shaping That’s not too late to turn around Don’t let em put the world in the matrix Control the information Exposing the game in town [Verse 2] I specialize in particle physics and time folds I got numbers big enough to swallow a god whole When I rap I spit a fifth state of matter in fact I’m Black Bolt. Speech is the most lethal weapon I pack One whisper in your direction would put you through a mountain Boil the water underneath you and cook you in a fountain You ain't no where in the multiverse that I’m found in Even though I've searched clusters and star systems by the thousands They challenged me to tune a verse To the perspective view of the elders of the universe See if you could do it first To move the earth using words isn't too absurd Especially if you’re used to moving tools to the lunar surface The fool emerges From the school with a dual purpose As a teacher but also tool merchant ...wander the globe disarming his foes With his heart held within his palm, his karma enclosed ...his aura glowing orange and gold And he can calm anybody who says that they aren't sold with a poem ...this is his mission, to live as a musician as you listen To him converting parsecs into inches ...a reward for a brain that’s info seeking Ten more reasons for him to study and then he’ll leave em’ A leap into the unknown they might honor To go and infiltrate the next globe with life on her