Musician

[Intro: Homeboy Sandman] Yo Dedicating this to Young female, who I'm sure meant no harm Asked me what I did Told her I was a musician Said "What kind of music do you make?" I said "I make hip-hop" She said "Oh, you mean you're a rapper?" [Verse 1] Next interview I'm asked how long I've been in the game Afterwards gon' have to walk with a cane I'm not on that plane People ask why I ain't walking this way Nowadays I just be walking away I am not tryna waste An instant tryna explain How I'm different from other rappers, far as they traits Like there could ever be a logical answer other than the music we make When I'm dead and gone my music will remain We are not in a race I don't hold a conventional view I'm not concerned with being the best, or being better than you I'm concerned with being better than me At the highest levels, that's the only better worth even trying to be This is the protest that the vultures evoked As a spokesman for the culture that's considered a joke Just a show biz, son, to show that I'm loathed Take a gander at the winners how they glamour and the glitter that's shown [Hook 2x] A musician But y'all don't listen Different This is [Verse 2] People ask how come I read out a book Like I'm the herb to be concerned with how uncommon it look I don't need to take the time out to speak I already know nobody cares if thats the verse I wrote to the beat And how I do too many features? Please don't start How can artist make too much art? I know that y'all do not mean harm But it's hard I never get a chance to walk the line, cause all of y'all walk hard Cause of the course, my shit is not on par Forefront of an artform that is not gone far I guess that that's the price of being avant-garde Sixteen bars, three verses long Is the output of a Beatles album and one song No disrespect to Bob Dylan But show respect for Madvillain [Hook 2x] Top level of dope art Black Thought, Ray Charles, Miles and Mozart Might make the airwaves but music selection on British Airways don't take no part Producers get it confused Like, do I have a verse I already wrote, but I ain't already use? I feel defeated Like MJ could have spit the "Thriller" verses over "Beat It" It goes beyond the realm of inconvenience Into the realm of hidden genius Musicians be amongst the greatest in the world But caught up in the game that's being degraded by the world Even though a sim is hated by the world Don't ask me by I'm jaded by the world Disagreeing with all the human beings Convinced with this only being for boys and girls This is eternal [Hook 3x]